SSS-Ranked Skill in a New Filthy World-Chapter 108 History

Roman rested his back on the wall with a smile spread across his face. Faylen couldn’t move, but she was panting heavily and also had a smile on her face.

For Roman, this was by far his most interesting encounter, and not just because of the sex, the sex was amazing, but because of the princess herself.

"So Faylen, as a member of the Royal family, can you unlock the barrier guarding the spell books?" Roman asked as he walked towards the table.

"Yes, but you won’t be able to...Ahhann..." Faylen let out a moan as Roman smacked her ass as he walked by, he just couldn’t resist the temptation.

"So what were you saying" Roman spoke as he sat down butt naked on the table and picked up the book he was looking at before.

"I could open it, but you won’t be able to learn the spells since it’s too high leveled, also all the spells there require chants in a high language which I’m sure you don’t understand," Faylen replied.

"Still cocky, it seems you have forgotten why you can’t move right" Roman spoke, "I also don’t need the spells now, it’ll do me no good, I just want to know if you can open it"

"I can"

"Alright then, I’m leaving...and I’m taking this book," Roman said as he picked up his clothes and began wearing them.

Faylen was still on the table, she was looking at Roman, but still couldn’t move as her legs and back were still in pain. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Roman picked up her clothes and took the key since he knew where it was, and opened the door.

"Wait...can you help me put..."

"No," Roman replied as he tossed the key back inside and closed the door. He stretched his body before walking back down the stairs.

’The princess doesn’t look like a fighter, but I’m sure she’ll give me something good, system’

[Name: Roman Quinn]

[Race: Human]

[Level: 2]

[Encounters to level up: 48]

[Ability(s): Arcane Supremacy, Dual Cultivation, Null Effect]

[Curse: Lustbound limit]

[Spell(s): Fireball, Light Rune, Self Mirage, Blood Bind, Arcane Spark, Summon, Minor Enchant]

[Mana: 110]

[Strength: 35]

[Agility: 35]

[Stamina: 70]

[Vitality: 52(+30)]

[Spell power: 15]

[Charm: 200]

’What that... that’s the same stats I got from Reina, and I’m pretty sure she isn’t an S-rank, or is she...she can’t be, she’ll be A-rank at most and as the heir to the throne, she’ll be exempt from military life unlike the rest of the world’

’But base A-rank mages like Diana only gave me a 15-point increase, vitality is directly linked to life force...it seems I’ll have a lot of fun with Faylen, ’ Roman muttered as he reached the door of the Royal library and pushed it open.

The maid bowed her head as Roman stepped out, but the princess didn’t follow; there were also more maids outside, probably maids of the Faylen.

"The princess said not to disturb her; she’s reading upstairs," Roman spoke as he walked away.

He knew the path back to his room, but the maid still followed behind him, and since Roman was walking quickly, she didn’t bother to catch up to him.

The book in his hand was titled ’History of Demons’. If he was going to one day face demons, he had to know about them, and this was a good chance to do just that.

Roman walked till he reached his room and walked in. The second maid wasn’t at the door, but when he opened it, he saw the maid.

She was serving food along with one other maid that Roman’s hadn’t seen before.

"Roman, where have you been?" Amelia asked.

"I went to look around and then visited the Royal Library," Roman replied.

"Did you carry this here from the bathroom?" Anya asked.

"Yes, I did. How did you sleep in front of their mirror?" Roman asked as he sat on a chair away from the meals the maids were serving.

"Aren’t you hungry?"

"I’ll eat later," Roman said as he opened the book.

Roman flipped open the book.

The pages had a faint scent of ash; it was evident that the book had been left unopened for a long time, since it was a history of demons. Roman wondered what could be in it.

’It started with black rain’

Roman read the first paragraph and crossed his legs as he continued, It was someone telling the story.

’Three years before the southern border fell, hunters and mages in the Darkpine Woods reported seeing normal beasts—deer, bears, wolves—acting strangely.

Their eyes would glow faint red at night, and they moved without sound or fear. At first, it was blamed on a sickness. But then came the corpses—entire villages torn apart, with thick black veins running through the bodies of the beasts.

Roman’s fingers hovered over the lines; he had no idea what the demons here looked like, but it seemed it was just normal beasts that were turned into demons.

Back on earth, demons were different in all the books he read; some couldn’t go out during the day, some were humans turned into demons, and some were demon lords producing beasts.

The story continued.

What the scholars didn’t realize at the time was that something strange had entered the forest. No one knows how. But the beasts that drank from rivers or fed on tainted prey began to change.

Their bodies grew stronger, their fur fell off in patches, replaced by jaggered skin. Thick, black mana veins began to spread all over them. These became the first wave of low-level demons

He paused. So demons are basically corrupted beasts. He kept reading.

Unlike normal beasts, these corrupted ones could sense mana in humans. They targeted mages first, ripping through barrier spells and armored knights with pure, wild strength.

The worst part? They were silent. They didn’t roar or growl. They stalked in groups, hunting like wolves but moving like shadows.

When the southern city of Vernhall fell, the royal army discovered something worse.

A high-level demon had appeared. It wasn’t a beast. It stood tall like a man, but its skin was pitch-black, with crimson cracks glowing beneath. It had horns, and its steps turned the earth black.

Wherever it walked, normal creatures died... and the corrupted beasts followed it like an army.

The sky darkened for two days. Crops rotted. Lakes boiled. The air itself grew heavy. The city of Vernhall was called a Demon Zone.

Mages tried to purify the land, but the black mana was too thick, and it was almost impossible to reach the insides of the city. Both low-level and high-level demons were swarming the city.

Only after the royal family intervened—burning half the forest—did the demon retreat. But the land remains cursed to this day. Nothing grows there.

The mages and scholars were determined to find the root of the problem, all five kingdoms working hand in hand, but still to no avail, low-level demons couldn’t be examined since their bodies disintegrated after they were killed.

Determined to learn the root of the problem, the five kingdoms prepared an all-out attack on the city of Vernhall, and on the day, the attack was launched.

For the first time in the history of the world, mages from all five nations were going to fight together against a common enemy, demons.

The army stormed Vernhall, but instead of meeting just the city, a kingdom had been built, and the army met only one person, and for the first time, the world met a demon who could speak, and was later known as the first general of the demon lord.

Roman was too engrossed in reading; he had too many questions, but he first wanted to be done with the book.

The demon could speak, talk like a human, but he wasn’t a human; he was a demon, a powerful and highly intelligent demon, who told the army that the demon lord was in the castle and he was going to conquer the world.

The source of the problem was discovered: the demons all had demon blood in them, and that was what caused the beast to become demons.

Since the army had discovered that there was a demon lord in the castle and a single demon at the gate, the signal to attack was given.

The attack on the castle turned out to be the single most recorded bloodshed in human history, eighty percent of the army was killed, and the rest retreated back.

The demon general was killed in the process, but no one laid eyes on the demon lord as swarm after swarm of demons poured out from the castle.

Roman stopped. The one question on his mind was, where was the founder of magic? He hadn’t even been mentioned once in all of these.

’Wait...since there were already mages, that means the founder of magic was already dead before the demon lord, and no one had ever seen the demon lord’