Open the Door!

Before her death, Clairely had been a proud member of the Holy Army.

Her father had died fighting demons on the battlefield, so burdened by hatred, Clairely had also gone to the front lines to fight them.

Clairely also had a timid younger brother. When she had joined the Holy Army, he had actually volunteered to become one as well.

At first, Clairely had thought he had grown up, but during their time fighting on the front lines, she realized he simply could not bear to be apart from her.

But looking back now, Clairely would rather he had stayed in the Holy City and never gone to the front lines.

In the final battle before her death, Clairely watched her younger brother have his neck snapped by a demon right before her eyes.

That was Clairely's last memory before death. When she woke again, she was already in a priest hall on the front lines, reborn as a Chaos Demon...

Clairely had lurked in the Demon Realm under this identity for nearly three years. The only thing sustaining her in that broken state was the Demon Realm's gradual decline.

But lately, the Demon Realm's decline had begun to slow. Not only that, she had seen humans in the Demon Realm.

She had been only one small step away from her goal, yet Clairely had never found an opportunity.

And now things were even worse. Their identities as infiltrators in the Demon Realm had likely been exposed.

Sis...

Enough nonsense. Give me control of the body.

Clairely regained control of the Chaos Demon's body, gripped the longsword hanging at her waist, and walked behind the stronghold's entrance.

Her soul perception spread outward from Clairely. The auras outside the stronghold were far beyond those of ordinary demons...

The sound of knocking