The human Royal Capital was in ruins, and the Demon Race's Royal Capital was now steeped in a silent, sorrowful atmosphere.
It was no wonder. The expeditionary army had been wiped out, the grand general and the divine envoy had died in battle—this news alone was enough to leave the Demon Race in a state of panic.
Why had it turned out like this? Hadn't they said the Demon Race had been chosen by the Supreme God and would rule this world?
Why had something like this happened?
Even the soldiers guarding the Royal Palace hung their heads in despair. Because of that, they failed to notice the shadow appearing above them at first.
It was not until the shadow landed before the Royal Palace gates that they reacted.
"W-Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Royal Palace!"
The demon soldiers raised their weapons and glared at the unfamiliar visitor as they shouted their challenge. Yet the next moment, they collapsed like puppets with their strings cut, utterly unresponsive.
"Yaaawn..."
Airi put away her wand and yawned, then strode straight into the Royal Palace without a care in the world.
She could not be bothered with the war between humans and demons. There was only one reason she had come here.
Or rather, there was no other reason at all.
Airi encountered no resistance along the way. The demon soldiers who saw her lost their lives and became corpses before they even had time to question her. Thus, Airi walked directly into the Main Hall of the demon Royal Palace. When she pushed open the doors, the demons inside were already fully armed and prepared.
"I never expected a mere human to dare barge directly into the Royal Palace of the Demon Race. You have some nerve, little