Time passed, and Mart Sevec established himself as a renowned demon marquis, capable of defeating humans and recovering lost territories.

During his first two months as marquis, letters of invitation to banquets arrived from other demons belonging to the middle and upper nobility.

Mart Sevec respectfully declined the banquets and said he would attend the call after he had properly organized his territory.

Demonic guilds arrived at the marquisate wishing to establish a commercial relationship. The person in charge of such matters was Selenia's father's brother, whom Mart appointed as "Treasury Administrator."

Selenia's family had demonstrated great skill in administration and business, so Mart decided to give this opportunity to a relative of one of the demon women he loved.

"If key positions in an organization are held by talented people close to the family, betrayal is less likely to occur," Mart considered when choosing some of the people who would hold positions that could affect the stability of the marquisate.

...

A wide, green plain, the breeze blows, the plain is bordered by a demonic barrier, on the plain there is a farm where unicorn rabbits are raised, which are the main ingredient in Mart's favorite food, unicorn rabbit steaks.

"I finally built my farm," Mart thought with satisfaction.

At that moment, he was walking in simple attire: a beige sweater, brown pants, and black boots.

Next to Mart, dressed similarly, was Deniris, the beast woman with rabbit ears and long black hair.

"I hope you're not uncomfortable here," Mart said to Deniris.

She was holding Mart's hand as she watched the unicorn rabbits running across the plain, animals that belonged to the demonic fauna.

"No, I wanted to accompany you and spend time with you," Deniris said.

"Thank you, that makes me very happy. But in your condition, you must be careful. Let me know if you feel tired," Mart said warmly.

Deniris' rabbit ears twitched; she was happy. Mart just smiled, and the two continued walking across the plain.

At that moment, Deniris was two weeks pregnant, and Mart had given her several spiritual treasures that he had bought from Luna Flower Whitelion's family.

By then, the beautiful Luna had already returned to the realm of the beasts.

...

A week after visiting the plain where the unicorn rabbit farm had been set up, Mart went to supervise the construction of the temple of the Demon God Alvat.

He based the temple's design on his impressions of the real demon Alvat, which he had read about in the book "Demonic Hearts"; he also used some recommendations from Professor Helen, who had written and sent him some letters.

"It will be complete in less than two months," thought Mart as he looked at the beautiful temple that stood imposingly with a structure and architectural beauty worthy of the headquarters of a religion.

A temple almost 140 meters high, with an architectural structure in the Renaissance and Baroque styles.

No one doubted the devotion and belief of Marquis Mart Sevec as a believer in Alvat. Such a temple alone was proof of his faith.

...

At night, the environment was somewhat cold and damp.

In the midst of wooded and humid mountains, a tall, blond young man with white skin wielded a sword with a golden aura. At that moment, the young man's eyes also had golden irises due to the sacred energy transferred to him by the beautiful saint Selia Diovanet.

The young man wore a magic-reinforced leather coat, leather pants, boots, and a sweater with two golden laces at the neck with two iridescent diamonds at the ends. All of his clothing was dark brown except for the sweater, which was white and contained blessings from the holy patriarch of the Temple of Endless Sky.

A robust being jumped and threw poisonous kicks or licks, but Arian dodged and swung his sword again, forcing his muscles already strengthened by his aura and the sacred aura.

Cut!

Blood!

A cut from the aura and the head with gray-green skin and a rough, warty surface rolled across the floor.

A general toad had been killed by Arian, who at that moment was receiving an increase in power by receiving the sacred energy of Saint Selia.

"You must extract the core of the magical beast. Then absorb the power of the core little by little, it will give you medium resistance to some types of poison," said a beautiful woman with golden hair and eyes, sensual curves, and a small waist, all evident in her tight, slightly low-cut white and gold dress.

Arian nodded, catching his breath. Even though he had already reached the fifth spiritual core (medium level) in the few months since entering the great Cordillera, it was still difficult for him to face a sixth-rank magical beast.

"Take your time, I'm not rushing you." Saint Selia smiled warmly and set about wiping the sweat and blood from Arian's face with a handkerchief...

"Stop! I can do that," said the beautiful Mina Capriarnis, who was wearing a dark green wizard's robe with gold trim.

The wizard's robe was open in the middle, revealing the white blouse and knee-length black skirt Mina was wearing.

Mina wiped the sweat and blood from Arian's face, then handed him a glass bottle of water purified with magic.

"Thank you for accompanying me," said Arian with a subtle smile.

"No problem," said Mina, sitting down next to Arian as they both looked at the body of the "general toad"

When she saw them, Selia turned away, frowned slightly, and then said without looking back:

"I will raise a sacred barrier so that we can use this place as a temporary resting area."

As the saint's tone of voice was kind, Arian agreed.

Several minutes later, he stood up and opened the chest of the "general toad" with his sword.

The core was a green crystal that emitted a dark green miasma.

Arian held the core in his hands, sat on the ground in a meditative position, and began to absorb the energy and essence of the core.

...

A month later, in the demonic territory, in the Sevec marquisate, Moraf Arcariz met again with Mart Sevec.

"Marquis, I am willing to take a demonic oath if it will guarantee that my strength will increase."

"Why now?" Mart asked to satisfy his curiosity.

"Lately, I have felt that my demonic intuition is telling me that I must become strong. I do not understand the reason." Moraf's tone sounded somewhat profound.

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