The Hundred Reigns 138: Vouivre Delenda Est (4)
Pallian accepted the Devil Brands and quickly adapted to his new shapeshifting powers.
“You are quite skilled,” Simon told the young bat-shifter, who had successfully turned into a near-perfect copy of Eole by using her feather and a description for reference. “All my other followers struggled more than you with using the Brand of Envy.”
“Thank you, Master,” Pallian replied with Eole’s face and voice, which slightly unsettled Simon. The bat-shifter turned back into his natural form, though he had already gained more muscle. It was amazing how much a little Overlord magic and good food could change someone. “It’s a bit strange to become a girl, but not as drastic as becoming a bat.”
“I take it you’re happy with your new gifts, then?”
“I am.” Pallian looked at his hands and clenched his fists. “I’ve never felt so powerful and quick before.”
“Keep working hard, master the kish song, and I may bestow a Class on you next,” Simon promised him, the shifter’s eyes lit up with awe and hope. Obtaining a Crestone must have been something he had only dreamed of before. “Do you have a preference?”
Pallian pondered his proposal for a moment before answering, “I want to learn magic, Master, like Lady Cassandra and Lord Duchar. Those who have the magic have the power.”
“I will keep that in mind.” Cassandra did need more witches to form a coven, and other Vassal Classes might fill that role. Simon wondered if one could use a gender-restricted Class when shapeshifted… “Continue training until then.”
In the meantime, Simon continued to practice Demonbinding and worked his way up the infernal food chain. His most successful summon yet was a watcher, a much more powerful cousin of the gazer that was the equivalent of a level 50 or so Vassal Class, resembling a cart-sized eyeball with dozens of squirming tentacles that themselves ended in smaller eyes.
Simon learned two things during his experimentations: first, Unquestionable Ruler made demons so well-disposed towards him that low-level ones forwent payment altogether simply for a chance to serve him and spread mayhem on the mortal plane, while stronger ones asked for relatively meager tributes like hosts to possess, souls to consume, or control over lesser minions.
Second, summoning high-ranked demons cost a lot of miasma, even with his Mageling Title cutting the amount needed in half. Binding a single watcher drained him more than his battle with Casval-Nodens or Exodeos, so he doubted he could call more than one a day without either tapping into his allies’ mana through their Devil Brands or risking not being in top shape. Demons also required miasma to linger on the material plane the same way elves needed a constant influx of mana not to waste away, so they made for poor batteries.
“That Scholar’s mind is half-empty,” his gazer had told Simon upon catching Lorimor working on educating Pallian on traditional kish songs. “I could settle in, fill the void, merge my essence with his… he would gain eyes that see all and we would drink upon the madness of men.”
“I’ll consider it,” Simon replied evasively. Truth be told, he had caught up and surpassed many of his allies in levels, and they would lag behind against the likes of Vouivre. Equipping loyal followers like Leonard and Meredith with soulforged equipment and fusing Lorimor with a demon might let them bridge the gap, while allowing Simon to learn more about how possession worked.
It wasn’t like Lorimor could get any worse, after all…
His real issue was the ticking clock pressing down on him. The deadline for the Frightwall attack had come, and Simon decided to temporarily send Belzemine back to Frightwall in order to ensure both Patriate’s capture and the bombardment’s cancellation. The plan had worked well enough, but Shabram’s intel raised many alarm bells.
“They are discussing an invasion of the western continent?” Simon asked Shabram in disbelief.
“Prince Louis is pushing for it, both to prevent Lore or Valne from obtaining the Overlord Class and avenging ourselves for the failed terrorist attack on Frightwall,” Shabram confirmed. “He suggested organizing a crossing to take Valne’s ports and then use them as a springboard to invade Lore. Her Grace Euphemia has so far advocated a subtler course of action, but discovering Patriate’s treachery has shaken her confidence. I fear she will soon agree to Louis’ terms.”
That’s not good at all, Simon thought, being deeply rattled by this turn of events. He had hoped framing Verney would lead to the parties forming a truce to hunt him down, but he might have simply turned a civil war into a worldwide one. At least Louis didn’t trust Euphemia enough yet to reveal his hidden airship trump card. “What of Verney?”
“My agents in Lore tell me he disappeared after the Holy King sent troops to arrest him. They found his castle crawling with undead. Otherwise, I have issued bounties on all the Weavers.”
“Keep me informed and go along with the council’s wishes for now,” Simon ordered her. “I need to consider this new information carefully.”
What should he do? Having the Church and War Party turn their gaze westward would leave Telluria deeply vulnerable, which would help Vouivre and give him more opportunities to court an alliance with her, but it would directly drag the White Unicorn into the conflict ahead of schedule.
They were entering a future he had never experienced before.
“Your Majesty looks concerned,” Leonard pointed out as he and Meredith escorted him to the Academy.
“Events are moving faster than I anticipated,” Simon admitted. And not in the way I have foreseen. “We face great trouble ahead of us.”
“We will lay down our lives for you, if we must,” Meredith swore.
That’s what bothers me, Simon thought. He had already seen Vouivre kill these two in the blink of an eye, and he didn’t want a repeat of that incident. Thankfully, he had an idea in mind. “My brother Dassein has issued bounties on various monsters and local troublemakers. I want you two to fulfill those requests, except for the Redhand, the local hellhound, and horse-eating ogre ones.” Those three were associated with Vouivre, but Telluria had plenty of lesser targets and wild beasts to slay. “Find monsters to kill and gain levels.”
Meredith immediately frowned. “Your Majesty, our duty is to protect you. To abandon you–”
“I am already stronger than both of you put together, even in my weakened state,” Simon cut in bluntly, causing them to flinch and scowl. “That’s not a reproach, that’s a fact. I need you stronger. My Devil Brands will only help so much against the foes we’ll be up against.”
Meredith and Leonard exchanged an uneasy glance, with the latter clearing his throat. “Your Majesty’s wish is our command, and we appreciate your concern for us,” he said, “But I must warn you that we become the company we keep.”
Simon frowned at his retainer. “What is that supposed to mean, Leonard?”
“I am simply concerned that Your Majesty might be starting to enjoy the presence of slaves and demons over that of his fellow humans,” Leonard replied calmly. “My sister also voiced her concern for your relationship with Lady Anna.”
Meredith nodded in assent. “We may lack an Overlord’s strength, but we can help shoulder any burden on your heart, Your Majesty.”
Being an Overlord’s confidant is a dangerous job, Simon thought. He wasn’t sure those two would truly understand his situation, even if he were able to explain it to them without triggering the Crimson Throne’s failsafe. Still, their concern touched him.
“I appreciate your offer, and I will take your opinions into consideration,” Simon replied, choosing his words wisely, “But the problem remains the same. If you are to stand by my side, then I need you to become stronger.”
He dismissed them with those words, before entering the Academy. At least his plan should go well. Anna would confront him there to talk about her drinking game and the troubles in the capital, he would use the opportunity to make up with her, and everything would return to normal.
That was how things were supposed to go.
So Simon went to the library to meet with Casval, with the latter having promised him his help in researching vampiric flight and the ‘kish treasure.’
“What will you do once you complete the spell?” Casval inquired after lending Simon the ‘Vitae: A Study of Vampirism’ grimoire. “Use it to help Prince Dassein and the empire?”
“I’ll keep it for myself,” Simon replied, luring in Casval as he did many reigns back. “My siblings would misuse the power.”
“Are they that terrible?” he asked, as he had many reigns before.
“You’ve seen Thalas, and while Lady Isabelle is kind enough, Louis is insane.” Simon scowled as he looked around. Anna is late.
Anna was supposed to find him with Tiella and question him about the trouble in the capital. That was how it happened before, but not this time. Had he truly infuriated her so much that she wouldn’t come back to him of her own volition?
She has to be in her room, Simon thought. Fine, I'll apologize to her directly.
“I’ve forgotten something in my room, I’ll be back shortly,” Simon told Casval as he rose from his seat and moved to the door, only to find someone who shouldn’t be here waiting at the threshold.
“Bastard.” The word oozed with venom when coming out of Thalas’ voice. Antonine trailed behind him alongside his posse. “I was looking for you.”
For the love of the Light… “I have no time for you, Thalas,” Simon replied abruptly as he started walking past him. “Out of my w–”
Thalas’ hand grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him against the nearest bookshelf, causing a few grimoires to fall off. The students across the library grew eerily silent, while Casval observed the scene with reptilian curiosity.
“Don’t you dare talk to me like that, you lowborn scum,” Thalas hissed angrily, “You think sharing a castle with me means you’re one of us?”
A surge of anger coursed through Simon’s blood. And here he had been considering how to approach this insecure bully and maybe make peace with him. “I told you,” Simon said, grabbing his half-brother’s arm and forcing it back. “Not now.”
His burst of strength surprised them both; Thalas, because his half-sibling had never shown so much resilience before—the result of base stat augmentations accrued from multiple reigns—and Simon, because he shouldn’t have entirely recovered from his soul wound yet.
“What, so you can go bother Anna again?” Thalas asked venomously. Their argument had apparently reached his ears. “She’s too good for the likes of you.”
“For you too,” Simon replied coldly. “Won’t you have at least the decency to stick to your fiancée?”
Antonine reddened with anger, a flash of suspicion and jealousy forming on her face, but Thalas pushed on. “Father should have killed your peasant mother after raping her,” he said hatefully, a vicious smirk forming on his lips. “Then we wouldn’t have to suffer your–”
Simon backhanded him across the library.
His fist flew in an instant, almost instinctively, and struck Thalas in the face. His half-brother knew a blow was coming, hoping he would rile up Simon and humiliate him, but the speed and ferocity took him by surprise. He crashed against a nearby bookshelf so hard as to topple it.
“Thalas!” Antonine called out to her fiancé as she rushed to his side, while the rest of his posse grew quieter than tombs.
My strength has returned, Simon noticed upon clenching his fist. He didn’t feel sick at all anymore. Quite the contrary, his blood boiled in his veins. I always had more hateful memories than happy ones.
Anger was a stronger cure than joy.
“You…” Thalas growled like a wounded beast as he rose to his feet. “You dare…”
“Why do you keep doing this, Thalas?” Simon asked his sibling coldly as he walked up to him. “Every time I consider reconciling with you, every time I think you might have a shred of self-awareness buried deep inside your skull…” His jaw clenched in annoyance. “You do this.”
Thalas clenched his fists, his Berserker garb materializing–
“You need a Noble Class to win a fistfight?” Simon taunted him with disdain.
That rattled the prick, who cancelled his Class outfit. Thalas crossed the distance between them in a rush, but Simon’s experience and Spell for Speed ring granted him enough agility to avoid the punch, grab him by the throat, and then smash him against the nearest worktable so hard it cracked. Nearby students walked back except for Casval, who seemed utterly unperturbed.
“Don’t speak, listen,” Simon said as he pressed Thalas against the broken table. “I know why you hate me. You believe he favored me, somehow. You’re wrong. Our father did kill my mother.”
Thalas blinked in shock. “W-what?”
“And Lauriane’s too. He strangled her to death and walled up her corpse next to Anna’s room for good measure. He would have aborted you in the womb if Euphemia hadn’t saved you.” Simon sneered in disdain. “A lesson in abstinence, he called you.”
Thalas’ eyes gleamed with fury. “You little–”
Simon punched his half-brother before he could finish, drawing blood. “I said, listen!” he insisted, shaking Thalas like a tree. He could see the surprise and the slight dash of fear in his half-brother’s eyes at his sudden ferocity. “Our father can’t love you, or me, or even Louis, because he can’t love anyone but himself. He pits us against each other because it amuses him, like puppets on a stage. That’s the person you want to emulate?”
Simon pulled Thalas closer and looked into his eyes. “You’re never going to win his approval… whether in this life or the next,” he said, “And I think deep down, you know it too.”
Thalas had no answer to that. The same flash of self-awareness Simon had spied in Cocagne returned, along with doubt and unease. There was a small part of him that understood the truth he tried so hard to repress.
Thalas did know his father would never love him, he just refused to accept it because a fool’s hope hurt less than acceptance.
“That hole will never be filled, Thalas. You can pour in all your anger and resentment, even my blood… but it will never go away. So learn to live with it.” Simon lifted Thalas up by the throat above the table. “I will let your comment slide just this once, because I know he made you like this… but insult my mother again and I’ll tear out your heart, then shove it down your girlfriend’s throat while it’s still beating. Do you understa–”
“Enough!”
Anna’s voice rang through the library. Simon turned to see her at the threshold, a book under her arm and Tiella covering her mouth behind her. Either they had come to study or a student fetched them to defuse the situation.
“Simon, release him,” Anna said, biting her lip. “Please.”
The concern in her eyes caused Simon to release his grip, leaving his brother to fall on his ass. His face was red with humiliation. He had come here expecting an easy fight and needed his honorary cousin to save him. Simon hoped that this experience would teach him a lesson, though he remained pessimistic.
“What happened here?” Anna asked softly.
“He insulted my mother for the last time,” Simon replied.
“And he will apologize for that.” Anna glared at Thalas, who scowled and looked away. “But did the bookshelves and table join in too?”
Simon frowned. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I…” Anna shifted in place. Was she… was she scared? Of Simon? “What’s going on, Simon? I don’t recognize you anymore. It’s like you’ve become a wholly different person.”
“It’s still me,” Simon insisted, fighting with rising frustration. In spite of everything, I’m still Simon Magnos.
Yet the way Anna looked at him—nay, through him—unnerved him to his core. Seeing his oldest friend and lover watch him with wariness, like he was some dragon ready to devour her if she misspoke, rattled him almost as much as the sight of Verney showing him Remedia’s head.
“I’m done for today,” Simon decided as he walked away. “I shouldn’t have come here.”
“Wait, Simon–” Anna called out to him, but he was gone in an instant. He had the feeling a discussion with her would hurt more than anything else at this moment.
Simon stormed out without a word, leaving Thalas, Anna, and the entire Academy behind. There was something about the school that deeply frustrated him.
Still, someone did follow him. Simon looked over his shoulder to find Casval trailing after him.
“I understand your frustration,” said the dragon in disguise. “Sometimes, I tell people the right things and yet they do not work as intended. Other humans are complicated. ”
His inhumanity briefly showed in his words, as if people were no different than objects or golems that could be expected to function a certain way at the press of a button.
“Wouldn’t you know?” Simon replied dryly. He wasn’t in the mood to deal with Casval. “Do you resent your sister when she harms you?”
“A bit, but that is how family works.” Casval squinted at him. “Did I tell you that I have a sister?”
Simon considered what to do and quickly reached a decision. Anna was right, playing the naive new student was a waste of time. He should have been focusing on Vouivre now that he had confirmed his former lover was safe. He had come to the Academy hoping to take it easy and recover, yet the entire situation displeased him to his core. Playing school drama with Thalas was beneath him.
He had too much to do to relax.
“Contact your sister and arrange a meeting,” Simon replied. “Tell Vouivre I will offer her a kish singer capable of unsealing her miasma crystal.”
Casval remained silent, his body tense. His posture reminded Simon of a lizard who had suddenly noticed a predator lurking nearby, hidden in the grass.
“You said you wanted us to be friends, Casval?” Simon asked calmly. “Friends don’t keep secrets from each other.”
“They don’t,” Casval agreed warily. He was finally realizing Simon knew more than he should.
“Yet we’ve been lying to each other since we met. It’s time we both drop the mask, dragon.” Simon smiled at Casval, whose eyes had widened so wide his transformation briefly faltered to reveal the reptilian slits in his pupils. “I have a simple proposition for you, Casval: I will help you if you help me. We can support each other… come what may.”
“Who…” Casval gathered his breath and reasserted his human disguise, though he looked ready to take flight. “Who are you?”
“Me?” Simon leaned forward to whisper into his ear. “I’m the Overlord.”
This holiday was officially over.
Comments (83)
Joder!!!!
Damn, he’s fully embracing it this round. Love his decision to drop the act. Let’s gooo
Crazy prediction. All those unhinged things Balzam wrote down for Simon to do like kill all his siblings and tear down the sky are actually all quests that will reward huge Overlord exp. The mechanic could be completing a previous Overlords plan, a reward from Balzam on the “soul council” when he sees Simon do it, or something else. This could be the bait that entices Simon down some very dark reigns to get those last few 90 plus levels.
Now this is an overlord. We need more Dark Simion. We need the darkest most unhinged simon before going back to the light.
Let him kill all his sibiling hahahXDXD
Simon criticises Balzam for treating everyone like puppets on a stage, yet he starts to do the same thing. Expecting Anna to arrive like a character in a play he is directing, „playing school drama with Thalas“. Simon needs some introspection soon, I bet another conflict with Anna will provide.
Honestly this community is so unhinged I love it 😂 I blame the cultists lmao
Join the MILF cult... and I love this community too XD
That was a solid monolog
Yesss lean into the darknesss
Sad to see but so awesome at the same time. Anna is literally a school girl. It’s unfair to expect her to understand or even be comfortable around a Simon that walks/ fights with the literal embodiment of evil each reign. Can’t wait for the next chapter.
Alright calling it now. I don't see how the pacing will continue as it currently stands. I guess the novel could just be 600-700 chapters long, but given the length of Herald's other stories, I doubt it will be the case (haven't read them all so i might be wrong but still) Or, the paradigm shifts. With the way things are progressing, there won't be long before he doesn't have many equals power-wise even with xp scaling exponentially, especially since he'll have gotten his hands on almost all noble creststones before too long. This means we'll need different long terms objectives, unless he plans to spend 50 reigns grinding and stomping everyone after. What I'm thinking is that this won't be a slow descent into corruption with him becoming a "true" Overlord at the end. For long term objectives that would take many reigns apart from grinding, I don't think there is much other than reforming the empire and trying to become, if not a force of good, then at least a more neutral one. This would go along with the typical breaking the cycle (probably ending with him breaking the class in some ways, especially now that he's gotten a way to get his hands on power somewhat outside of the class with the zodiac demons (?)) This also creates much more interesting plot points than simply conquering since the end game enemy (or 2nd) will probably be the elves and it would much more interesting to see their society, and try to work with them rather than crushing them. That's also because if he simply wants to conquer, the entire foundation's already there in the empire and that much effort is required compared to actually creating lasting change. And this makes it a llot more viable for ellipses to happen. Well it does work with the conquering aspect etc... but we'll probably have that too, but I don't think that's the end goal. This would make it a typpical hero's journey and there's a reason this structure is still being used to this day
The paradigm shift is what I am expecting. Right now Marduk has a master plan that still seems to be unfolding according to his plan (the other zodiak fiends keep calling Simon Marduk). At some point Simon will get the bigger picture and have to enter some sort of endgame.
Fantastic chapter.
“I will let your comment slide just this once, because I know he made you like this… but insult my mother again and I’ll tear out your heart, then shove it down your girlfriend’s throat while it’s still beating. Do you understa–” And simon can't see how this heart threat is wrong lol
Neither can I besides the fact that it is graphic.
I wonder if the reigns made Simon ruthless and domineering, or has he always been that way but now he possesses the knowledge and power necessary to demonstrate such traits. This is definitely my favorite chapter to date.
I mean Simon has always been like this. Now he just has the power to back it up🤷. He is a good guy but also practical
Hmm. So elves and demons work the same way. There’s also something similar to a miasma crystal in the light manalith. There’s something being hinted about here in regards to how the world works at a fundamental level that I’m very curious about. Maybe a partitioned section of the void or something?
I was wondering about that. Perhaps the light is simply a method of stabilizing part of the void. The mana goddess is a demon who created a personal playground, and now others are infiltrating it or something.
The more he descends into evil, the more I see Senator Palpatine within him. We will be watching your reigns with great interest young Magnos
I love the repúblic.
That escalated quickly. I like it.
Such an intense chapter
I disagree with people saying he need a relax run sure relax to heal your soul but it true what he said he is the overlord he shouldn't waste time play pretend at the school if it doesn't benefit him in anyway there too much to be done to just waste around pretending his life normal
Im seeing people say he needs a break with kish, and maybe it’s just me but i say keep the corruption going I kinda wanna see where this continued degradation takes him
Two more degen reigns then he can do Sanctuary and after maybe even Kingmaker. However, I really don't care for an Eole romance. Like I just don't think they could end in anything but heartbreak considering her personality.
i didnt like anna from the start,to be honest. i dont dislike her,but compared to all other loveinterests, she is boring (ariatocrat daughter with taste for fun) ,morally uninteresting (compared to kish and witch and queen who all struggle with their burden but still try to do good their own way). and frankly, the fact that they call each other cousin,even if they arent related,makes everything ick.
She's the childhood sweetheart. I don't care much for her either, but she IS a true friend to Simon
The side effects of becoming a dark visionary are showing. For the last chapter I would say residual trauma was taking effect during the conversation but this particular outburst feels too violent for that.
Oh no. I think we need to give Simon a proper break. I know I will be advocating for one in the next poll, for sure. He needs a little bit of time to reflect without pursuing pure minmaxing.
There's a lot of interesting break options too! The sanctuary, hanging out with Lauriane, or even learning spells or weapon arts. Plenty of options that offer progress but a re a bit more light hearted.
I’m confused, leaking this knowledge would Vouvire not torch him on the spot to inherit the class? If I recall the previous reign coup worked because the dragon did not know.
Maybe he is confident that he is strong enough to suppress her. 🤷🏼♂️ Or maybe he thinks he can string her along long enough to get all her secrets.
Balzam must have been laughing during this entire confrontation
“Me?” Simon leaned forward to whisper into his ear. “I’m the Overlord.” Humnnnn..... toxic yaoi....
Simon -> cruel top. Casval -> bratty bottom
Given the power creep, Simon will have to make stronger friends. Maybe the Necromancer and Adventurer?
Or *make* stronger friends. If Simon already has killed someone/something they no longer grant him XP and could be used to powerlevel his friends
Tftc
Thanks for the chapter!!!! The rage!!!
Oh yeah, when this reign is over he's definitely going to need to spend some time in the kish sanctuary
We're in dire need of a chill pill over here.
I felt that Simon is becoming too dependent on the reigns and the predictability. When he loses them, he will lose, unless he becomes a "winner" like Louis, Euphemia, Vouivre, or the Lich. Also, Simon desperately needs therapy after that evil run. I wonder when he will realize, or where he will get it
I feel like he's got some time to worry about that. He's just at 20% of his reigns. And he needs to predict stuff because he's still too squishy.
I hope he manages to bring someone he cares about into the timeloop with him, because I don't see any other way for him to maintain his humanity. The isolation combined with the power set that encourages him to commit horrific actions... It's enough to warp anyone's moral compass.
I think the core of this story is to explore Simon’s journey from a good man to Overlord Simon, and how someone kind can slowly become evil while still struggling to hold on to the good within him. I don’t think he will gain this companion, except for whatever connection he can maintain with the miniature demon.
Ah, Simon might be getting addicted to adrenaline or desensitized to malicious deeds. Even though it wouldn't help him progress, a calm reign to recenter himself would have been good for his mental state.
Man, that escalated fast. I was expecting you to do more of a slow burn with his corruption, but it’s basically erupted a single chapter and two scenes (Anna bringing it up, his retainers mentioning his burden) after being introduced. I know you don’t like doing character drama but this is a little much, isn’t it? This is (as I see it) supposed to be the fallout and consequence of every little evil thing he’s done since Season of the Minotaur, all bundled up and coalescing in Anna’s overt rejection of him, and you’re progressing it this quickly? Not even a full chapter’s worth of buildup? I’m not sure I can approve, even if character dynamics aren’t the main focus of this story. Things like this benefit from looming in the background over multiple sub-arcs, slowly and evidently poisoning everything until even the person in greatest denial has to admit it’s a problem. Perhaps this is just the first small wave of a larger tsunami, and you’ll develop it more as the arc goes on, but it kinda feels like a major event in his corruption arc, and I personally think it’s being rushed. P.S. While I do criticize the speed of this plot point, I have no issues with the quality. He really does feel cold and callus in a way antithetical to his original self, and it’s been built up slowly enough that there’s no distinct break point with his old personality. Well done on that front for certain.
The only thing happening quickly is the increasing distance between Simon and Anna. Simon's transformation itself has been happening in the background for multiple rounds. He has tangled and stood as equals with kings, queens, and legends. There is absolutely no reason why he should have the patience to deal with Thalas.
Amazing chapter. I loved how Simon's and Thalas' roles were reversed in this confrontation. First, Anna saved Simon, now Thalas needed help.
Simon asked Anna to wait last chapter, and Anna asked Simon to wait this chapter due to distance. Reversals abound.
"Simon backhanded him across the library-His fist flew in an instant " which one is it? I believe the fist is correct and that the backhand is just a leftover from a draft?
I read it as him balling up his fist and backhanding with it, but I agree it's a little bit awkward
At this point someone will call him Balzam junior soon.
Simon didn't rape anyone to be Balzam Jr.
I have a feeling that joy *would've* helped heal his soul, it's just that he wasn't having fun at all. He's been trying to poke and prod at people and events while at the academy. No wonder his soul injury wasn't recovering
Fucking hell, this is for sure one of my favourite Overlord Simon exchanges till date. "Playing school drama with Thalas was beneath him." So cool. Bro is definitely merging with the throne and losing himself a little.
That was a great one! It's very sad to see Simon slip. Although completely understandable and satisfying to see him slap Thalas around. I'm 100% sure you're going to have Thalas call Simon "daddy" in another reign, too much unresolved daddy issues.
👀
Wow, Simon took this "friends don't keep secrets" to a whole new level!
Normally in Void Herald's stories whenever character have been said to be evil, or doing something heinous, I wouldn't really get that impression from them (like in Underland or The Perfect Run). The voice of the author always broke through. Not this time though. I can really believe that Simon is getting slowly corrupted. Man it's so good.
Slowly?
See, I wish we had a moment like that for Anna to have witnessed prior to her statement in yesterday's chapter. Cause outside of this, from how we've seen Simon act so far he really isn't that substantially different from when we were introduced to the guy. All he is now is just more powerful imo. Dude would've done the exact same thing to Thalas the first time they were at the Academy if he had the power to do so.
Thinking of how much the Anna focused arc would’ve sucked for Simon if he’d done it this time around, even if it had been in disguise
TFTC
Need Simon to kill Thalas 1v1 soon. He’s near or at the level required.
He already have the xp. Only use would be creston and magic immunity perk
The ball drops! Holyyy, I wonder how he'll spin this to make sure Vouivre doesn't kill him immediately
He should be strong enough to put up a solid fight now. With prep time he may be even able to kill her, though I don’t think it will happen this reign.
This is gonna be one big explosive reign hahaha
You know, I think at this point it would be good for him to just let go for a while, release all that frustration and anger, and in another life reflect calmly.
For as much progress as Simon has made… I can’t help but feel i’m watching a slow motion car crash. The degradation of who he is
Everything good about Simon is being crushed by his distrust and hate for the world. A break with the kish can't come soon enough to help fix his mental.
Thanks
tapping into his allies’ mana through their Devil Brands or risk not being in -> risking
Corrected, thanks.
TFTC
I am Batman I am The Overlord No difference really.
Pallian is his Robin ;)
Ty
Thanks
How?!?! What manner of time travel machine do you employ?