Son of the Hero King

Sol was fortunate enough to receive almost all of Setsuna's elements. Not only the Ice element, but also her mastery over Water and Wind. While it was disappointing that he hadn't acquired her power over Lightning, he was already content with what he had obtained.

Initially, these elements seemed relatively straightforward, especially since her Ice element was unfortunately not accompanied by her power over time. However, if he were to be honest, this might be the power he loved the most.

Aside from the fact that he only lacked the Earth element to become the Avatar now.

Thanks to the molding and creation abilities of water and ice, he could proudly walk without needing another weapon. By combining his ice with his intent, he could create any weapon he desired and handle any situation.

He could already envision himself hurling hundreds of thousands of spears while berating people as mongrels.

Furthermore, he was tremendously excited about eventually becoming the Avatar once the four elements were reunited.

Kali had demonstrated that when united, it was possible to comprehend the power of destruction through the four elements.

He didn't know if he could achieve the same feat as she did. After all, she was the only witch who had managed to do so in thousands of years. Clearly, this was not an accomplishment easily replicated.

But there was nothing preventing him from trying, right? His inability to deliver a clear and fatal blow like Lilith and the others was quite bothersome.

Being a super-immortal cockroach was advantageous, but being able to destroy the enemy was also beneficial. It didn't help that all individuals at the demigod level were also quite resilient, with various means of preserving their lives.

Moreover, for some reason, he had the feeling that he would have a very high affinity with the power of Destruction.

All he needed to embark on this path was the Earth element.

Fortunately, that was Milia's inherent element, apart from the power of gluttony she acquired from her experiment.

"Should I consider forming a contract with her?"

According to his calculations, once he did so with Milia, he would have just enough for one more S+ rank contract, and if possible, he wished to reserve this slot for Nuwa.

Obtaining her innate skill would enhance his cockroach abilities, but there was nothing wrong with being more difficult to kill.

After Isis finally calmed down, she surveyed her surroundings. She recognized the war council room, a place she had avoided with all her heart due to its boredom.

War in the astral realm was much more straightforward—army against army. The weakest would lose. Simple and clear.

"So, why was I summoned? I was savoring a new flavor."

"I'm glad you're enjoying Lustburg. I apologize for interrupting, but I would like you to participate in the war alongside Setsuna."

"Oh? I don't think she needs protection."

"Normally, she wouldn't. But who knows if some king suddenly ambushed her?"

Isis pondered. She did pay attention when Sol made his speech with Setsuna a few moments ago. She had indeed painted a large target on her back.

However, there was one small concern. "You know I can only bring a King power level by using my undead, right? Isn't that something forbidden?"

She had yet to become a King herself, despite having her true name. She was searching for a new path distinct from [Death], and she already had an idea of the way.

But until then, her strongest power came from her undead.

Sol smiled. "I am willing to abide by the rules only as long as they benefit me."

He would never jeopardize Setsuna's safety because of some foolish rules, and if it were enough to bring the angels to his doorstep, so be

it.

He had always wondered just how strong those angels were and if they were willing to take responsibility for Nihil.

Since they enjoyed playing the role of the police so much, this was the least they could do, right?

Isis exchanged a smile with Sol. She would have been disappointed if he had said something different.

Rules only restricted the weak and those who chose to be bound by them. But one should never become a slave to the rules if they possessed the power to overturn the situation.

She was glad to see her partner hadn't changed simply because of the responsibilities he now carried.

She glanced at Setsuna, the girl who had previously challenged her. Ultimately, they never had the opportunity to fight, and she was relieved. It wouldn't reflect well on her if her first action was to engage in combat.

Now, however, she was immensely intrigued by the two girls, whether it was Setsuna or even Lilin.

Regarding Setsuna, although Sol was requesting someone to protect her, she wasn't surprised. It was war. She wouldn't allow her pride to blind her to the truth.

Though... she doubted even a king could truly kill her if she utilized her new power.

Standing up, she took both of their hands and smiled. "Why don't we have a girls' night out?"

She laughed at their bewildered expressions and turned to Sol. "Send us to Sheherazade."

Sheherazade had also readily accepted his space mark, allowing him to teleport to anyone or anything else that was marked, or switch them up.

"Goodbye. Have a good time."

—And with a wave of his hand, the three girls vanished.

Now alone, Sol glanced at Milia.

"What else is on the schedule?"

It was going to be a busy day.

But just as he was about to rise, Milia placed a hand on his shoulder and gently pushed him back before settling on his lap.

"Clara is taking care of everyhing else. I believe Your Majesty should take a little break for now to relax your mind."

"Oh?" He raised an eyebrow. "And how do you suggest I relax?"

The mischievous smile on Milia's face provided the answer he needed, indicating that he was in for a delightful time.

For a moment, his sense of lust and duty clashed, causing him to waver between which was more important.

This struggle seemed to last an eternity, although it was only 0.00001 seconds.

But in the end— Lust won.

"Just this once."

"Of course. We will only do it once."

—That was a lie.