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Hearing the other's general strength.

Having confirmed that there was truly no major issue, Elsa shifted her body and sat directly on Orsaga's lap, her expression turning somewhat expectant as she asked:

"So, are you planning to get rid of that target?"

"May I watch from the sidelines?"

For someone who was feeling just a bit bored.

Being able to witness a decent battle could certainly be considered a form of entertainment.

However, the premise of all this still required Orsaga's permission.

The reason behind this was not because he was overly domineering and controlling.

It was simply because battles at the Demon Lord tier or approaching the Demon Lord tier were extremely lethal affairs for most onlookers...

Even without being dragged into the battlefield, merely seeing the battle between them from afar.

Onlookers still ran the risk of dropping dead on the spot...

Take Orsaga as an example.

If it were not for the fact that during his daily life, he usually reined in the vast majority of his power and even set up isolation barriers around himself.

Then even inside the palace, these maidservants serving him, whose strengths were individually not weak and among whom there was even no shortage of powerhouses at the Upper Demon tier and Great Demon tier.

Might also be twisted into all sorts of monsters by the residual power he automatically radiated, burned into the void, or infected with severe viruses after seeing him or approaching him within a certain distance...

As a Flame Demon.

And a Flame Demon who also stood in the upper echelon within the roster of Demon Lords!

Normally speaking.

The basic temperature naturally carried on Orsaga's body surface alone was enough to dissolve spacetime on its own, making entropy riot in chaos, causing the quantum sea to undergo