Chapter 194: Voices of the Fallen
Just as he opened his mouth to ask what was going on, he heard his steward’s soft voice whispering in his ear, "Don’t look. Children shouldn’t look at things like this, or they’ll have nightmares at night. Don’t worry, Your Majesty—none of your people have been harmed. The only ones injured are bad people. There will be no collateral damage."
Upon hearing this explanation, Anos’s tense heart was only half relieved. But almost immediately, it tensed up again.
The steward’s words clearly implied that there was danger within the demon army.
As soon as this thought occurred to him, worry took over his mind. Countless scenes of scheming and backstabbing from television dramas in his past life began playing through his head, one after another, impossible to dispel.
"You—"
Anos hadn’t even gotten his question out when Sebastian interrupted him.
"There’s no need to worry. Nothing is wrong. What’s happening now is something we arranged in advance, which means we were already aware of it beforehand. That’s why I told you not to worry—there won’t be any casualties. Now I need to go take care of things. I’ll cast a spell to prevent these disturbing sounds and images from bothering you. Everything is under our control."
After saying this, Sebastian slowly removed his hands.
The pitch-black world in front of Anos gradually brightened. But everything he saw was hazy and indistinct, as if it had all been pixelated.
Yes—pixelated.