The Demon System

Chapter 1: The Therianthropy Siege The streets of Thornfort are still as alive and vibrant as ever. Lynn walked down the wide，clean street with his hands behind his back，his eyes wandering back and forth with the shops on both sides of the street， looking like a young King inspecting his territory. In fact， he was indeed the King of the castle. Strictly speaking， he is the young prince of the Castle of Thorns. Lynn·St·Quintus He was the of Castle of Thorns and the only son of Byas·Saint·Quintus. Lynn is sixteen years old this year，which is the age of being energetic. The warm sunlight sprinkled on Lynn's body， and he squinted slightly， with a bright smile. Life in other world is really comfortable! In the second year of traveling to this continent of swords and magic，he had fallen in love with living here completely. From the initial rejection，resistance，and depression，to the current adaptation， love，and positivity，Linn's attitude is compeletly changed. After all， he got the identity of a prince for no reason， and the glory and wealth came to his face all of a sudden， even if he was tired of the life of fine clothes and food，he occasionally sneaked out of the palace and felt the atmosphere of the market on the streets of the outer city，and he would be given a thumbs up and praised for being close to the people. And his father， Byas·Saint·Quintus is also an elder of the Human Federation Council，and the Castle of Thorns is one of the most important cities of the entire Human Federation. When the time comes，Lynn will follow in his father's footsteps. It seemed that Lynn really didn't have any points to complain about other than not unlocking his system like other travelers. Just as Lynn sneaked out of the palace again，in the palace of the Castle of Thorns，a bloodstained soldier stumbled into the council hall. His left arm had disappeared，leaving only a blur of flesh and a white stubble of bone，his steel uniform armor was in tatters，and his chest was sunken with a conspicuous bowl-sized fist mark. ''Your Majesty... Your Majesty...'' The soldier saw Byas，his bloodless lips twitching，and he spoke hoarsely and staccato in a staccato manner. ''What's going on!?'' Byas's brow furrowed as he looked at the tragic image of the soldier. The fist mark on the soldier's chest made him feel unease. ''They... They are coming...'' ''Orcs... Thousands of orcs... They destroyed all the villages outside the city... Killed... and ate all the people... They're coming...'' The soldier had a pale face，and stated intermittentlywith his brow furrowed，and the sweat on his forehead kept rolling down because of the great pain in his body. The news exploded in Byus's mind. His brain crashed in an instant. ''How many!? How far is it from here!?'' He didn't have time to care about the soldier's injuries. A great crisis had now befallen. ''At least.... 50000 orcs... Away from here... Probably... Ten kilometers...'' When the soldier finished saying this，as if he had exhausted， his body went limp，and he spurted out a mouthful of red blood， and just fell in front of Byas. With a relieved smile on his face，he completed his mission and brought the news to Byas. 50000 orcs! It's only ten kilometers from Thorn Castle! He knows what those two numbers mean. It means that the walls of this castle that have not been repaired for ten years will be destroyed in an instant by the iron hooves and steel blades of the orcs! It means that the 15，000 city guards in the city will become the souls of their swords! It means that young children will become their rations and blood food， women will become their ravaging cattle， and men will become fodder for their mounts! But why do these terrible and terrifying beasts come all the way to the Castle of Thorns!? ''Why didn't I receive any news before，and I didn't know until I was about to come to the city?'' Byas's mind was in turmoil， but the current situation didn't allow him to think about it. ''Berks，sound the alarm. The city is on maximum alert. Call the city guards to the walls!'' ''Write a letter to the Federal Assembly asking them to send troops to help!'' Bayus turned back to the white-bearded old man standing in a corner in the council chamber. Berks clasped his fists and bowed，and after receiving his orders he hastily retired. The dull sound of the war bell rang out abruptly in Thorn Castle. Dang!......... When the first bell rang， all the people in the Castle of Thorns put down their hands and looked up in the direction of the royal palace. Each more bang increases the severity of the fighting. After the first bell rang， the faces of the people who looked at the palace from afar became heavy. The bell is ringing! It represents enemy attacking the city，while the situation is under control. Dang! When everyone thought that the war was over， the bell rang again! Dangdang!! Dangdang!! One is heavier than the other， and the other is faster than the other! One by one，it hit the hearts of the people! The blood of the knockers is coagulated! Nine rings in a row! It's the highest level of alert! the Castle of Thorns is in a devastating crisis never before! Lynn was in front of a stall，waiting for her roast wolf meat. After the bell rang，the shop had already begun to close，and Lynn rushed back to the palace. What's going on? What happened to the Castle of Thorns? The bell hasn't been ringing for twenty years， why is it ringing today!? Lynn was at the main entrance to the palace and met his father. Already dressed in golden armor and holding a golden sword， Byas was heading to the city walls with a team of royal guards. ''What happened to my father?'' Lynn shifted direction， followed in Byas's footsteps，and walked out side by side with him. ''The orcs are coming to attack the city!'' Byas told briefly and hurriedly. Orcs? This is the central hinterland of the Human Federation，how could the orcs be here!? Lynn pondered the question all the way until he reached the wall，and he didn't understand why. The city guards had assembled on the walls，and Lynn stood on them and looked out. The green-skinned strong orcs gathered into a green torrent that surrounded the entire the Castle of Thorns. Their manic roaring and hissing disintegrated the wandering clouds of the sky. Orcs! Too many Orcs! Those orcs are spread to the end of the horizon! Not only that， but this orc troop looks so powerful! The blade in the hands of each orc glowed with a terrifying chill! The bulging muscles in their arms contain devastating power! The Castle of Thorns absolutely can't survive in this battle!