Chapter 358: Epilogue (1)
#1. Yukline’s Office
Head of the Family, Yeriel, was tending to the affairs of the house, her hands moving at a speed imperceptible to the eye.
The variety of these affairs was immense, ranging from reports on Yukline’s various businesses, the house’s knights’ order, and the Mage Tower to future plans and budgets, as well as the strict rewarding and punishing of ministers based on their reputations and performance.
Yeriel meticulously reviewed, judged, and supported all of these, personally taking action to ensure that not a single flaw tainted Yukline, that its course did not deviate, and that it could soar across the continent to greatness.
“... You know, a single word, a single signature from me can move billions of Elne,” Yeriel muttered.
Thus, Yeriel—no, the Head of the Yukline Family—was a giant of the continent who could control tens of billions of Elne in a single day, and as such, was not an easy person to approach.
“It always annoys me, you know?”
This was because Yeriel was easily irritated, and while her status as Head of the Yukline Family was a factor, it was her rather sensitive and difficult personality that even Delic, the Grand Knight of the Imperial Knights' Order, was cautious around.
“The fact that people don't even know that destruction ever happened.”
Yeriel had her reasons, for the common people of the continent did not know the truth—that this continent had once faced destruction and had been restored.
“To them, the outer edge of the world is nothing more than a demonic spell cast by Deculein, and Sylvia... in that prison has become a kind of sun that saved them.”
The outer edge of the world was the demon’s grand magic that Deculein had manifested with the help of the Altar, and the continent and its people had been confined within, nearly withering away and dying, only to be barely saved by Sylvia... but that was the wrong history.