In the Demon King’s castle
The Demon King sat on his throne as one of his generals spoke to him.
“My lord, it seems the calamity which caused those quakes two hundred years ago has left her cave again! What shall we do?” The Fire Demon General of Wrath asked.
The Demon King maintained his composure on the outside, but inside he was freaking out. Don’t you all look at like that? What the hell do you expect to do? Her single yell two hundred years ago quaked this whole continent! I rely inherited this position!
Deep down inside, he wanted to cry. “Umu, umu, a worthy foe has finally shown herself. Prepare all the defenses if the calamity flies this way, but do not aggravate her,” The Demon King said and looked at his succubus General of Lust. “Well, where is she?”
“It seems she headed to the East instead,” Lust said.
The sweat from The Demon King’s forehead had all but vanished as he breathed a quiet sigh of relief. “Stay on guard until she at least reaches the other continent.”
The thousands of soldiers responded in tandem, “YES, MY LORD!”
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