The Author's POV

Chapter 767

In the skies above Idoania.

"You don't seem to be worried about what's going on."

A demon spoke. His attention was drawn to the three elven figures that were positioned directly in front of him.

There were also six additional demons standing next to him.

The figures that stood in the sky each possessed a distinctive trait that set them apart from one another.

Despite the fact that they were doing nothing, their presence completely overpowered those below.

They…

They were something that only the Demon King could subdue.

Their presence was unlike that of any other Prince-ranked demon, and all it took was a simple look from them to send one cowering away.

They were the seven heads of the Demon Clans.

Patriarch of the Clan of Envy ― Prince Murdock.

Patriarch of the Clan of Wrath ― Prince Konjak.

Patriarch of the Clan of Sloth ― Prince Letvia.

Patriarch of the Clan of Pride ― Prince Andria.

Patriarch of the Clan of Greed ― Prince Solbaken.

Matriarch of the Clan of Lust ― Princess Lillith.

Matriarch of the Clan of Gluttony ― Princess Adephagia.

"Are you perhaps just confident in yourselves, or…"

Lifting his head up toward the sky, Prince Murdock cracked a smile.

"…Are you perhaps waiting for reinforcements to arrive?"

As he spoke, the air around the elven leaders became still, and you could see cracks appearing on their faces.

The trio of elven figures included an elderly man with a long beard and a wooden staff, in addition to two younger elven figures. Both male and female, in separate instances.

They gazed at the seven demon heads with incomparable seriousness.

"You think that we're afraid of you?"

The elderly elven man spoke. He was the Chief Elder of the elves and his power was near the peak of rank.

Even so…

As he faced the seven leaders of the Demon Clans, he couldn't help but feel as though he was being suffocated. As though something was clamping at his throat and clenching tightly at his airways, preventing any air from passing through.

The situation was the same for the two other elves who struggled to keep themselves composed.

They…

clearly not a

were not the only ones who grasped this concept. The seven heads were well aware of this fact and gave off the impression that

aren't afraid of

spoke, his voice sounding like the whispers of

of the elven leaders changed the moment he spoke in such a tone, and

aware

the people present, and If there was a justification for why the Clan of Envy was considered to be the strongest of all

him and the air around

fell on the Chief Elder, and his eyes were filled

"…Your expression says otherwise."

said, extending his slender finger

the three elven figures changed drastically.

see the extent of

Swoosh―!

"Hm?"

demon materialized right behind him just as he was about to press his hand against the

looked at the demon that

"Is something the matter?"

look displeased

"Yes."

and the elven heads in the distance before

brows to furrow. Pondering

"Do as you fit."

Prince Murdock, who was a rather handsome figure, he was a burly demon with sideburns. His hair was short, and

the strategist handle

a woman's voice, and it came straight from Princess Adephagia, the

stature towered over those of the other characters, and her eyes, which were obscured

was similarly displaying an expression of disinterest, and all she did was cast a glance at Prince

needs our attention. Let the strategist handle the matter. He hasn't failed us so far, and his majesty seems to put a lot of trust in him, so let him handle

the same

at the heads next to him. He could feel their gaze on him, and he

"I see…"

his head and returned his gaze toward the demon that had relayed the message. He was a

the situation. He should be able to handle

"Understood."

while flapping his wings. His form quickly vanished from sight

easily

handle the

eyes suddenly lit up with something that no

then smiled at them and nodded his head as his gaze turned

said, a smirk playing on his lips. "It looks like the reinforcements that you've been waiting for have finally

moment after his words faded, a crack formed in the

Cr..Crack―!

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was a magnificent building crafted from silks of a variety of vibrant colors and adorned with intricate gold embroidery. The spacious interior was softly illuminated by flickering torches, which cast a warm glow over the opulent

it's only right that we send more forces to clean them

By the time they come, it'll already be too late to pull them

tent was a hulking oak table that had been buffed to a mirror-like sheen and was surrounded by an

table was a map of the region that had been spread out with various flags and symbols

was currently surrounded by several demons who seemed to be

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