บท 818: Chapter 686: The Final Battle of Lanci's Flower Capital Demon Realm_7

Perlman did not interfere; instead, he gestured to the attendants of the mansion to disperse the Demon Race gathered in the banquet hall today.

Before long, only a small portion remained in the hall, eager to see the outcome.

"Perlman, you've always talked about leading Parriet. I used to admire you, but now you're starting with war and tyranny, even willing to stain Isatia's reputation. How have you fallen so far!"

Aitio demanded angrily.

Upon hearing this, the corners of Perlman's mouth curled into a mocking smile.

"Aitio, you're as naive as ever because you've never experienced the moment I felt everything was shattered. You certainly won't understand the choices I make now,"

he said, tilting his head and leaning on his cane as he spoke to Aitio.

"Nonsense! Wrong is wrong, and right is right!"

Aitio retorted sharply,

"I certainly don't understand you, but I'll never allow you to lead the Floral City Parriet and the Demon Race astray!"