Reincarnated as the Demon King's Son

The planet where Aldred and his family currently reside was called Penanterra. It was a huge planet with powerful magical laws. This meant that anyone could use magic and powerful martial arts. Although the majority of people didn ’t have the talent to develop it to greatness.

Most of them stayed mediocre and did odd jobs, while those who succeeded joined the army, became adventurers, joined guilds or served under a noble.

This world only had three moons. Apparently, the countless moons that he saw a few years ago were just illusions made by his father. He said that he could pull some moons from other planets, but Aldred didn ’t let him. He was afraid that it would disturb the planet ’s gravity.

The three moons were very large and they had a distinctive color on their own. They were starry blue, dusty yellow, and bright red respectively.

They currently were in a fairly large town called Timouy. It was located near the coastal line, southeast of the Ceraisian Empire.

The one they saw fighting earlier was this Empire against another powerful state called: the Holy State of Montcresia. Just by hearing its name, Aldred knew it was a super religious state that controlled its citizens through the bible and the word of gods.

And unlike back on earth, these gods existed in this world. They just didn ’t intervene directly so as to not disrupt the stability of this planet. His father didn ’t have this restriction, if Hujarar wished to destroy this planet, then he could do it with a snap of his finger.

It was unfathomable how powerful he truly was. Aldred hoped he could reach his strength someday, and with the blessing of the hundred gods, he believed he could do it.

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As the three of them arrived near the town, Aldred noticed a wide expanse of farmland. Some farmers tend to their crops, bending their backs as they plant the seeds.

Aldred walked with his father and mother on a small road as he looked around. Fresh morning air breezed through the golden wheat, ready to be harvested and processed.

They entered through the south gate with four guards in iron armor guarding the gate. There were more guards on top of the wall, but they leisurely sat around and played cards with each other. The war was too far away from them, so the soldiers here didn ’t have to worry about anything.