The 0th Corps Commander Became Trash! [ TCF x INTKOT ]

Chapter 10 - Banquet after Banquet

"You can go first I need to wear this."

Deon made an excuse to stay back. He needs to mentally prepare himself for the gazes directed at him the moment he comes into the banquet hall.

"I see... then we will wait for you there."

Ed and Ben quickly left Deon, heading to the banquet.

"Although I made an excuse to wear this I think I have to wear it now..."

Deon put the cloak on one side of his shoulder rather than both of his shoulders like how you would usually wear a cloak.

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After a few minutes of walking, Deon had made it to the banquet.

Before him were two guard who immediately flinched after seeing Deon.

'Wow... they must be that scared of me..'

However unbeknownst to Deon the guards flinched because of Deon's appearance.

They were newcomers and had heard many rumors of the Zeroth Corps Commander from other servants and outside but one thing they did not expect was how normal in terms of strength he looked. He looked as if he couldn't even hurt a fly but they knew that they shouldn't judge a book by it's cover.

They quickly opened the door for Deon who stood there looking at them with a menacing look. However Deon was thinking what act should he do when he ever meets his ex-family again. It needed to be flawless and seemed as if he does not have a single memory as Cale Henituse.

"Now entering, the Zeroth Corps Commander!"

Deon could feel all eyes look towards him the moment he stepped into the room. It did feel suffocating but he had to deal with it, at least until he greeted the Demon King.

"Well if it isn't the star of today's banquet, welcome Arut."

"I greet his majesty."

Deon curtsied, giving a perfect and elegant posture. It was something he was eventually good at when he became Cale Henituse.

The Demon King smiled and raised his hands.

"Then let's let this banquet begin and celebrate our dear commander's achievement."

'Finally, I can go sit in a corner and do nothing!'

Deon was currently happy, his legs were starting to hurt from standing there waiting for the Demon King to finish his speech.

Heading to corner of the ballroom, Deon sat down on a sofa by himself. He was contemplating his life decisions right now, he really hated to admit but he felt betrayed by the Henituse family's approval to Choi Han's idea.

Deon, no Cale genuinely saw the Henituse family as family after some time transmigrating. They were technically the first to treat him like family.

'Ah, I should stop thinking about them and bury them behind my records.'

Just thinking about their actions worsened his mood even more.