This is also considered a privilege of Demigods in a legal sense.

But obviously, where there are people hoping to maintain order, there are those who wish to be unbound by any constraints.

Becoming a Demigod doesn't have much to do with personal moral caliber.

There are plenty of people in this world who only want to enjoy rights without fulfilling obligations.

Especially in a world where individual power is extraordinary, how could Demigods, wielding power, bow to ordinary people?

The ancient covenant Beatrice spoke of, able to last a millennium, was already a surprising matter to him.

Especially once a Demigod breaks the precedent, the second rule breaker won't be far off.

Again and again, eventually rendering the covenant worthless.

Without Beatrice saying much, he could already imagine the outcome.

"Actually, towards the end of the ancient covenant, there was a lot of unrest among the Demigods."

Beatrice brought up something that was hard for ordinary people to know:

"The covenant lasted so long because the Demigods who first adhered to it chose military deterrence."

"All who were about to break through to Demigod had to sign a relevant treaty in advance, to advance and retreat with the Demigods of the continent."

Louis inquired curiously:

"So who was the first to tear up this treaty?"

Beatrice laughed and said:

"It was a Transcendent."

Louis realized: "For a Transcendent, it's indeed difficult to be restricted."

Transcendents don't refer to those who, after ascending to Demigod, start to gather divine fire and seek rebirth.

But instead the rare lucky ones across the continent in ten thousand years.

The history of Star Continent cannot be traced back to how long ago.

Many gods have fallen on this continent.

There are always a few lucky ones who can directly obtain the remains of gods, seize and utilize the powers the deities had in life.

The speed at which Louis advanced in his profession was among the fastest seen on this continent in millennia.

But there are some true monsters, advancing speed even more exaggerated than his.

Those are the Transcendents who directly inherit divine power, only needing to digest it to ascend.

However, Louis doesn't envy these people.

The power of deities isn't easy to digest.

The term Transcendent also holds another meaning: "The one assimilated by gods."

Absorbing divine power carries a significant chance of reviving the deity in the absorbers.

The speed at which Transcendents ascend is incredibly fast. The ancient covenant being torn apart evidently occurred just as news of a Transcendent was about to become a Demigod, they were already a Demigod.

All Demigods, trying to suppress a Transcendent wasn't so easy.

Adhering to the ancient covenant, firstly was enjoyable for fame and profit.

Secondly, because there was no direct harm.

Yes, those below Demigods find it hard to cause harm to Demigods, that's a fact.

But if there's a direct collision with Demigods, the number willing to take action decreases significantly.

Those willing to fight to the death with others, that number is even fewer.

Thus, the crack torn by Transcendents only grows larger.

Eventually, no one is willing to intervene, and the covenant exists in name only.

Louis looked at Beatrice and said:

"I plan to have Mayer Commerce Association support education for a while."

Beatrice asked curiously:

"Is it because of Mr. Roland?"

"He's a catalyst, but I had this plan initially."

Louis gently pinched Beatrice's little nose and said:

"In my homeland, someone once said, 'How wonderful it would be to have countless spacious buildings, providing shelter for all the distressed in the world.'"

"Now I have this capability, so it's harmless to do it."

Beatrice nodded.

She did not ask who Louis was referring to with these words.

If such a vastly different statement had been spoken during their initial acquaintance, she would definitely doubt Louis's identity.

Through their time together, she had actually subtly sensed it.

To be precise, it was that Louis wasn't hiding as much now.

Therefore, Beatrice had guesses about Louis's identity.

But she didn't inquire.

Toward him, she had ample tolerance and anticipation.

Past matters, becoming less important in the face of steadily warming emotions.

She would quietly wait for the day Louis wished to tell her.

...

It was nighttime.

In the corner of the hotel where the two were staying, a dark red "dumpling" was bouncing.

That was the existence known as Limuru.

Before going to sleep, Louis would usually let it out to patrol the surroundings.

At this moment, Limuru was looking up at the outside moonlight, with black sparks on its body burning more fiercely than ever.

Within its body, strange glows flickered.

After a short time, those strange glows dissipated again.

At the same time, on the bed in Beatrice's room, the sleeping Louis frowned slightly.

A look of discomfort appeared on his face, as if he was having a nightmare.

...

A tingling pain came.

Louis slowly opened his eyes.

"Beatrice..."

He instinctively reached out to touch his lover beside him, but encountered nothing but emptiness.

He paused for a moment, only then realizing the room he was lying in had changed.

Louis felt somewhat dazed:

"Where is this? Where did Beatrice go?"

He couldn't quite make sense of the situation for a moment.

So he simply got up, wanting to open the window to see where he was.

However, when his hands touched the window, they went straight through the glass.

He was stunned.

"Illusion? No, it's a dream?"

In the primal illusion of the Abyss, creatures like Male Enchanting Demons don't exist.

Enchanting Demons can only be female.

The world's broad definition of Male Enchanting Demon generally refers to Nightmares.

The Nightmare Race is entirely male.

Enchanting Demons and Nightmares, share exactly the same bloodline source.

That's why it's said, someone like Louis, clearly male, yet possessing Enchanting Demon powers is rare.

However, ultimately, they share the same bloodline source.

Although Louis couldn't use Nightmare Race's power, compared to ordinary people, he could more easily distinguish between reality and dreams.

Especially after the dream with Master Rogen and his lover, Louis specifically enhanced training in this area.

Now, he could instantly feel that he was actually in a dream.

"How strange, the situation seems somewhat off?"

Louis wasn't unfamiliar with dreaming, he understood what a normal dream state should be like.

Dreams should generally be vague.

In a brain's sleep state, there's insufficient information, so scenes in dreams often aren't too detailed.

Like in online gaming where the network speed is insufficient, needing to load pages upon entering new areas, often can't explore details deeply.

So usually within a dream, it's unlikely to dream of you playing a game, then portraying in detail how you massacred everyone in the game.

Blurred and unclear, that is the usual state of dreams.

This point stands true in Star Continent too.

Therefore, after realizing he was in a dream, he knew this dream definitely had problems.

This room looking somewhat familiar, the details are simply too specific.

The last time he encountered such detailed dreams was the dream projected by the Blade of Departure.

Rather than calling it a dream, it's better described as Master Rogen's memories.

Thus, everything in the scene appeared incredibly clear.

Such detail is impossible in normal dreams.

He looked out the window again.

Outside, it was snowing, everything covered in silver, magnificent.

It was as if it were a real scene.

"Am I influenced by some sort of thing again?"

He showed a somewhat peculiar expression.

Though after staring for another while at the silver-coated scene outside, his facial expression changed ever so slightly.

"This is... Lady Xilin's residence?"

He felt slightly creeped out.

Why was he dreaming of Lady Xilin's residence?

Could it be caused by the sudden disappearance of that "Beloved"?

Or after absorbing the core of [Love], influenced by the dark counterpart?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

The core of [Love] was tested by the White Tower, even went through the Emperor's examination.

No matter how strong the dark counterpart, it's impossible to have perfectly hidden past these screenings.

Attempts to leave this room filled him with confusion.

Before leaving, he glanced out the window one more time.

His pupils constricted sharply.

The direction where his room was should show a particular scene.

That was the place where Lady Xilin's lover planted the bitrala trees.

Symbolizing he etched his love with Xilin upon this world.

But now, in that direction, there weren't any traces of the woods.

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