Chapter 92: The Hero of Darkness

The throne hall exuded an atmosphere of stern severity, a palpable tension filling the grand chamber. It had been a week since the Hero of Darkness had been summoned, and the air was thick with anticipation and unease.

Hero of Darkness—yes, that was the name they all called him.

The title arose from the dark aura that had enveloped him upon his awakening in this world. His jet-black hair and the dark, intricate tattoos running the length of his arms only enhanced this menacing persona. The fact that he always dressed in black did nothing to alleviate the impression.

Moreover, he had awakened with the most ominous of magics: dark magic. This was not just any magic but an extremely rare and ancient art, a lost magic that had not been seen since the era of the first Heroes of the Light Empire.

Why reach so far back in history?

Because the last known wielder of such potent dark magic was none other than the Demon King himself. The memory of that day was still fresh in the minds of everyone in the hall—the day he was summoned.

He had appeared, lying wasted on the cold, stone floor. By the Princess's command, he was treated by the best healers in the kingdom, but he did not wake up immediately.

It took six long months for him to awaken, and when he finally did, it was with a disturbing confidence. Surely, he was from another world?

He seemed unperturbed by the summoning, and their appearance did not frighten him in the least. This left them unsure whether to feel relieved or more fearful.

The Summoning of Heroes was a technique utilized by other Empires and Kingdoms, but Tenebria had been entirely unaware of it. They had no knowledge of how it worked.

The idea had only arisen because of the Princess, who had dreamed of a Goddess. In her dream, the Goddess had provided all the details and means to perform the summoning.

The news had been a divine gift to them.

A God had finally taken their side?

Until now, no Gods had dared to align themselves with Tenebria, as doing so could mean antagonizing all the other Gods. Tenebria had been isolated, their people suffering for the sins committed by a King who had lost all reason.

But the fact that a Goddess reached out to the Demon Princess gave them a glimmer of hope, and the Princess was not about to let such an opportunity slip through her fingers.

She proceeded with the summoning, and the man who appeared, as she discovered six months later, was unique to say the least.

He feared nothing.

None of them could instill fear in him.

The maid and Commander Lucia, who stood beside Azariah.

And a tall man who exuded great strength. He had long black hair tied in a ponytail and prominent horns. His eyes were serious as he looked at his Princess.

"I do not trust him, Your Highness," Kratos said, his voice low and intense.

Azariah exhaled. "I know, Kratos. But until now, he has done nothing suspicious."

"How long will that last? We can't be sure. I ask again to shackle him appropriately so he can't betray us, Princess," Kratos insisted.

Shackling him seemed the best way to prevent Samael from betraying them.

But all of them feared his response.

He was already cold and dark, and they did not even want to imagine how he would react if they shackled him.

"No," Azariah shook her head. "We can't do that to the Hero given to us by the Goddess."

In the end, Kratos reluctantly nodded.

CLANK!

Suddenly, the doors swung open.

Before Kratos could glare at the disturbance, a knight knelt down, his face pale.

"I... It's the Princess Ameriah! She has left her room again to see the Hero of Darkness!"

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