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Neo grabbed Bilial’s wrist and pulled her toward the fountain. He pushed her into the thick bushes on one side, then slipped into the opposite cover so the demon’s back would face him the moment it appeared.

"Walk out there and stand by the water," he told her, voice low. "When you see him drop his guard, wink with your right eye. That’s the signal."

Bilial nodded once. She stepped into the open and waited by the fountain’s edge, arms loose at her sides. Neo stayed low in the opposite bush, sword ready, eyes locked on the space in front of her.

Midnight arrived. A red portal tore open above the stone rim. Out stepped a tall figure the color of fresh blood, yellow eyes glowing like coins in fire. Neo’s system window flashed the name and rank.

Sintron, Demon of Wrath. Star Level 12.

Neo’s heart slammed against his ribs. Two full stars above him. The Sword of the Beginning After the End was strong, but he had never tested it against something this high. One clean chance was all he would get. He forced his breathing steady and began gathering mana blocks, feeding them into his core, preparing to force the Lord of the End state the second the signal came.

Sintron drifted closer to Bilial and started speaking, voice a low rumble. The two of them stood close, the demon’s attention locked on her. Neo’s pulse hammered harder. He pushed every spare drop of mana into the blocks, stacking them until the pressure inside his body felt like it would crack his bones. The Lord of the End mode snapped open. Power flooded his limbs. He poured the remaining blocks straight into the sword. The blade lit up, white light crawling along the edge until it burned bright enough to hurt the eyes.

Bilial’s right eye closed in a single, sharp wink.

Neo moved.

He vanished from the bush and reappeared behind Sintron’s neck, sword already swinging. For a heartbeat the blade slowed against the demon’s skin, yellow eyes flying wide as mana surged to block. Then the charged edge punched through. The head came free in one clean cut and dropped to the grass with a wet thud.

Neo caught it by the hair before it rolled away, shoved it into his inventory, and looked at Bilial.

"The soul pact is gone. He’s dead."

She stared at the headless body for a long second, then turned to him. Her voice was quiet but steady. "I owe you a lot."

She knew exactly what he could have done. Reported her. Claimed the reward. Walked away clean. Instead he had stayed, risked a twelve-star fight, and ended it. Something settled behind her eyes. She would speak to Uriel later. Neo deserved the captain’s seat.

Bilial stepped in close, rose onto her toes, and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.

"Thank you."

Then she turned and ran into the dark.

Neo watched her go and let out a long breath. The silence she always carried made sense now. Heavy secrets. He hoped the weight would ease a little after tonight.

He checked the inventory once more—the demon head still there—and started toward Gabriel’s office with a grin already pulling at his mouth.

The halls were quiet. Everyone else had turned in for the night. He did not know which door belonged to her, but he remembered the desk she used during the day. Light still glowed under that one. He eased the door open.

Gabriel sat hunched over a stack of papers, rubbing her forehead hard enough to leave a red mark. A vein stood out at her temple.

"Who is it?" she asked without looking up.

"Me."

She kept writing. "That’s you? Did you find the demon?"

Neo stepped inside and shut the door. "Why are you still working this late?"

The vein twitched again. "Because that idiot leader of ours dumped every duty she ignored for months straight onto my desk the second she walked in."

Neo crossed the room and stopped beside her chair. "I know a way we can blow off some of that tension."

Gabriel’s mouth curved. "First show me the head."

He pulled the demon’s head from inventory and dropped it on the desk with a solid thump. Gabriel’s eyes went wide. Those yellow, coin-bright eyes belonged to something that had already crossed into high-rank territory.

Neo blinked. "High-ranked? How?"

She sighed and leaned back. "Demons come in two kinds. The ones that use the current power scale, and the old ones. Some get the high-rank title at transcendental level. Others... the old ones... were around before the scale even existed. Before the great calamity."

Neo’s brows rose. "Old demons?"

"They were high rank by the old world’s rules. Back then twelve stars already put you at the top."

"So why did the power scale get weaker?"

Gabriel fell silent. Neo understood. That was all the information he was getting tonight.

She looked at his face and softened a fraction. "Get stronger. Reach twelve stars yourself and I’ll tell you the rest."

Neo tilted his head. "You’re only nine stars. How are you a general?"

"Same reason as that demon. I’m an old angel. The ones on your support team are the young ones."

Neo nodded. His cock twitched hard against his pants at the memory of fucking an old angel’s ass only a few hours earlier.

Gabriel noticed the shift in his eyes and the way his pants tented. She stood, voice dropping. "For killing an old demon you get one million mana stones... and..."

She hooked her thumbs into her waistband, shoved her pants down, then peeled off her shirt. Her huge breasts spilled free, heavy and full, nipples already tight. She turned just enough to show the thick curve of her ass, the soft flesh shifting as she moved.

"You also get a reward from me."

She pointed at the couch against the far wall. "Sit."

Neo dropped onto the cushions. Gabriel stepped between his knees, reached down, and yanked his pants open. His cock sprang free, thick and already leaking. She climbed onto his lap, thighs spreading around his hips, the heat of her bare skin pressing against him.

For a second she paused, the head of his cock nestled against her folds. Pussy or ass? If she took him in her pussy and the leader ever found out she had lost her virginity, she would be finished. Virginity was a hard requirement for a general. Purity was non-negotiable for that rank.

Yet the memory of his cum flooded back. She had felt stronger after it filled her last time. Stronger in a way she could not ignore.

She met Neo’s eyes, voice low and rough. "What’s wrong with your cum? I felt strong after getting it inside."

Neo grinned, hands already sliding up the soft outer curves of her thighs. "It strengthens women."

Gabriel’s eyes widened.

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