Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 363

Chapter 363: Power Play

"Kaiden Grey," the President began with a practiced voice, carrying the kind of cadence that had carried him through wars of words and policy alike. "F-tier awakened, and leader of the group known as Valhalla’s Sinners."

A ripple went through the chamber. A few audible gasps broke out in the form of startled whispers saying "F-tier?" which fluttered among the audience. Yet it was not the scandal it once might have been. Too many knew Kaiden’s story already. Too many had already known of him as an up-and-coming curiosity, but most knew him from having seen the defamation video published by ChronosX.

The President’s gaze moved to Kaiden’s companions. "Luna Asther. Nyx Cosmos. Aria Levander. And..." He hesitated when his eyes landed on the Ra-Blessed Felinid standing proudly beside Kaiden, tail swishing excitedly behind her.

Kaiden understood what the holdup was about. The president didn’t know what to address her as. "For now, she goes by simply Bastet."

"Master!" Bastet’s tanned face lit with indignation as her golden eyes shone mischievously under the chamber lights. Her tail began moving with the speed of a propeller. "It’s Bastet Grey!"

The chamber erupted with murmurs. This was major news. The tamed monster woman was very incredibly curious about just insinuating that she was not only a belonging of a human, but that she considered herself a member of his family, or to be more specific, his wife.

Aria nearly choked on her own breath, coughing violently as Luna’s hand darted to her back with the energy of a proper storm bringer. Nyx’s smirk spread ear to ear as if she’d just been handed the juiciest gossip in the world. The three Valkyries stared at the sly desert empress as though she had just stolen the spotlight—alongside Kaiden’s surname—right in front of them.

Bastet, in turn, stood taller, smug and proud in her crimson-and-gold gown. Her chest was quickly puffed up.

Unfazed, the President gave a nod, though the corners of his lips had the smallest of tremors. "Very well. Bastet Grey."

The introductions complete, his tone shifted, becoming solemn. "Together, this group did more than survive a dungeon break. They saved over a hundred civilian lives during the initial chaos. And that is not all."

"They did so while being under direct assault. Beyond the hungry monsters tearing through our streets, awakened terrorists assaulted them mere moments before the dungeons broke. For most, survival alone would have been victory. But these five never once argued to run, never once demanded safety. Instead, they fought. And even after the initial crisis was averted, they registered with the Association to help save lives. They chose duty, knowing the risks."

A swell of applause filled the chamber. Hands clapped, feet stomped, voices rose. The sound thundered against the vaulted ceiling. Scarlet, the Flame Monarch herself, joined in with a sharp, ringing clap that froze the smirk of Nyx immediately.

This was the moment when the pink-haired bombshell realized who was in the room. The idol of her childhood, the woman who represented everything she wanted to become while suffering in the scam academy organized by Maximilian Vice, which saw many families, hers included, go into crippling debt.

Vespera, seated two seats away from the fiery woman, did not clap. She sat perfectly still with her eyes fixed on Kaiden—eyes that betrayed a depth of emotion many had never thought possible from the infamous Shadow Monarch. For those sharp enough to notice, and brave enough to look, there was something tender there.

Scarlet’s elbow slid into Maximilian’s side with a nudge. His entire body jiggled like a sack of dough. He winced, biting back a yelp.

"Aren’t you going to clap for the heroes?" Scarlet asked with a grin that was smug enough to light the cameras. "These youngsters saved enough lives to be personally thanked by the president."

Maximilian’s face instantly turned red. Rage boiled in his chest. ’Clap? For him? For that smug bastard who stole my woman from me?! I know what you’re up to, fire bitch!’

The bile in his throat was thick enough to choke on. And yet... the cameras were everywhere. Scarlet’s expectant glare burned into the side of his head.

As such, he lifted his meaty hands and began to clap.

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