Maybe the only person in Existence who dared to call him such a thing was this woman right here.
His name was Zephyrion, he was a mighty warrior, a man who struck fear in the hearts of even the Gods.
And yet this was also a woman he didn't dare to offend so lightly, either.
Only a fool would believe that the Demoness was here for the sake of protecting her descendant. She almost certainly had ulterior motives, and what those were remained unknown.
The Demoness continued to smile when Zephyrion didn't reply. Instead, she spoke herself once more.
"Know your place, Little Zephy. It wouldn't be nice for us to have a falling out."
Without another word, the Demoness vanished and the Variant Invalid Emperor's grasp on time returned.
He didn't believe that the Demoness had ever displayed this sort of power before. Even if she was scheming, she would do so in a way where many wouldn't understand her bottom line. If you thought yourself to have seen the true strength of the Demoness, assume it was 20% and you'd have a far better outcome.
This display of power, though... it was completely unlike her. Almost as though this time it wasn't a ploy or trick, as though this time she was truly enraged.
Zephyrion fell into silence and turned a deaf ear to his surrounding cabinet members. He wasn't sure what to make of this.
"Leave the Dream Asura be," he finally said many hours later. He didn't bother to check if his cabinet realized he was referring to something from over half a day ago by now and simply vanished.
**
Leonel watched as the various Dream Force experts of the Human Race took his new creations.
Some of them were orphans, some were heads of households, some had been gangsters and others nuns. He had taken them all in, not giving them a choice one way or another.
Cindra's aura began to wane, and Leonel shook his head. It seemed that she wouldn't take that step.
He should have known. She was a Snow Star Order, not a Wise Star Order. Her use was rooted in battle, something that she was a skilled expert in.
Not all Dream Force experts were weak in combat, but most experts in combat did not have Dream Force for a reason. The two weren't mutually exclusive, but there also wasn't significant overlap.
'This is fine. Her gains are huge anyway-'
BANG!
Leonel's gaze sharpened as he turned his attention to Eamon.
To his shock, Eamon hadn't formed a Sovereignty, but he had broken into the Life State. This was out of Leonel's expectations. He hadn't expected anyone to take that step.
Eamon must have received a bout of inspiration from somewhere. This last step was taken by him alone. The Forgetful Orb didn't have the juice for such a change.
And yet, Eamon wasn't finished.
A flickering crown came into and out of existence atop his head. It was nowhere near as resplendent as Leonel's own, but it was no doubt the hallmark of a Sovereignty.
'Is this related to his Ability Index?'
Eamon had an analytical Ability Index not much different from Leonel's own. The trouble was that it was a lower level and rather than granting perfect Control over one's body; it granted limited control over one's soul.
Even so, it gave Eamon the ability to draw connections and conclusions that most would be unable to.
This was an excellent pairing ability with his Talismans, but Leonel didn't expect that it would suddenly help him to make such a great breakthrough.
A grin appeared on Leonel's face. It seemed their Vast Dream Pavilion would have two Sovereigns from now on.