Lady of Pain had no idea that Orsaga was so engrossed in the great enterprise of harvesting leeks that the scythe in his hand was throwing off Sparks.
After hearing his shameless words,
her strongest impression was that this rotten fellow was truly, genuinely rotten~
He did not merely torment his enemies.
He repeatedly put even his own people through the wringer.
Living in his territory truly had to be the miserable retribution for having committed far too many sins in one's previous life...
And aside from Orsaga, the leader, being a bad seed,
according to Lady of Pain's careful observations, everywhere her eyes could reach,
every single being,
without exception, was a rotten fellow!!
That included the Infant Demons and Lesser Demons that had only just been born.
All of them were steeped in towering resentment!
They looked as though they had just devoured thousands upon thousands of living beings alive...
Even many whose races and auras clearly marked them as nonlocals reeked from head to toe of blood. Toss them into the Bottomless Abyss (DND) back in her homeland, and they could be transformed into a whole heap of high-ranking demons in minutes.
Without exaggeration,
at this moment, she had merely glanced around once.
Yet Lady of Pain had already seen most of the rotten fellows she had encountered in her entire life.
Yes.
Although throughout her unimaginably long life cycle of who knew how many hundreds of millions of years, she had seen countless rotten fellows, including but not limited to evil gods, Cultists, serial killers... simply looking around now, the number of rotten fellows she had seen in Crimson Heaven already surpassed the entirety of all her previous experiences combined...
Moreover,
if an ordinary homicidal maniac were placed in this environment, they would practically be glowing