The gloomy, pitch-black hall echoed with the creaking clatter of horrifying bones.
Flames burning atop skull lampstands flickered over the dried blood and fat staining the ancient stone floor.
Even demons could not help but shiver and tuck in their wings at the sight of this hellish scene.
Damn it—
This was terrifying!
Mi Xi swayed down from midair, her toes touching the ground as she hunched timidly and trembled her way into the hall.
Even after making ten thousand mental preparations, she had nearly failed to hold it in.
This was absolutely not because she was timid.
It was purely because Little Devils were small, and so were their bladders.
The surrounding skeletons made creaking noises, as though chewing on something or muttering under their breath.
"Demon!?"
"No—it's a Succubus!"
"It's obviously a demon! Clearly a Little Devil!"
"You looking for a fight?!"
"Mine! Mine!!!" (scream)
"Sss—hehehe—"
Though she could not understand what they were whispering about, Mi Xi's instincts told her it had to be something horrifying.
The Demon Lord had yet to appear, and standing there in the darkness, she was so anxious she was nearly in tears.
Damn it—
Why had they sent her as an envoy to the Demon Lord Territory!?
Whenever she thought of You Xi's smug, gloating grin, jealousy drove her mad. She wished she could knock that bastard unconscious and throw her in here to experience this herself.
Sensing the aura of the dead approaching, Mi Xi jolted and threw herself flat onto the ground like lightning.
"R-r-respected Lord Demon Lord, this t-t-tiny one comes from Nightmare Country on the second floor of the labyrinth. I-I-I pay my respects..."
Her stammering words were incoherent. Looking down at her from above, Leon stroked his chin thoughtfully.
So that was it.
A Little Devil.