Isabelle's lips curved into a smile as she spun around in her office chair.
Now this space belonged to her!
After enjoying a moment of quiet solitude, she returned to her desk, took a deep breath, and then muttered an unfamiliar spell.
A quill pen floated out from her bag and gently landed on the manuscript paper in front of her.
Isabelle pondered for a long time before writing a title on the manuscript in neat and elegant handwriting—
"Never Forget"
This would be a report that would shock the entire Demon City, about the Demon King, about the warrior, about the truth...
The miracle in sales was already unquestionable, and tomorrow's Abyss Times would once again jaw-drop everyone.
