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Chapter 296 by Fiftyfiftyfifty Fiftyfiftyfifty

What do you do?

Continue the day.

The city is almost overwhelming. You start to miss Dragonhide Manor after awhile. Though, it is nice to get out of the house. It's far more overwhelming having to deal with all of those girls in a contained space than it is to deal with this. Most of them are here, though at least they can find other ways to occupy themselves.

Fortunately, your bunny dries quickly under the heat of the sun. Though your party definitely stands out here. There are so many kinds of people around, yet it's your group people glance awkwardly at. That being said, this has been a good opportunity to see what sort of races truly populate this world, or at the very least, this empire.

Wait why is she a queen if it's an empire? Oh whatever.

You see humans, you swear you spot a couple sunhearts, bunnyfolk, catfolk, elves, gnomes, dwarves... You haven't seen any other insectrin yet, though you're sure they're around somewhere too. You guess those races are the most common. Out there somewhere, there are all sorts of intelligent creatures, like harpies, demons, and devils. Those you don't see walking around. Not yet anyway. There's too much you don't know about who is accepted by whom. That does give you an advantage though as well, which is that you lack the bias others may have.

Your party stops to have an early dinner in the late afternoon. You imagine it's probably around four or five o'clock. The fact that there are eight of you doesn't help with the fact that people are always watching your party, but at least it makes you feel safe. Nobody is going to try to rob you.

It's eventually time to sleep. In a way, this day was your day off. Besides the terrifying dream adventure, it was a nice day. You got to spend some time with the girls and just enjoy the sights of the city. You didn't see all that much yet, but there's always tomorrow, and there's no way things could get chaotic again so soon.

Life has to give you a break eventually.

If being a demon king means you're this powerful person people fear, then me being experimented on doesn't make me a demon king, right? So why should I feel different? They wanted me to be one. I'm not one. I'm Kyle Warren, and... I don't really know what I am. A hero? Just an adventurer? I guess it doesn't matter. I'll try not to think too hard about it. Though I am nervous about what other things I'm meant to learn. If I hit a certain level, will a become something bad?

What do you do?

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