One of the supreme commanders of the Holy See Allied Forces, Gregory had been in a foul mood lately. Too many vexing matters had kept him frantically busy for some time, and it had all started when the demon crystal was stolen not long ago—a group of unknown individuals, most likely acting under the schemes of some crafty demon, had caused a commotion in the camp before stealing the crystal containing the Mad Demon King's final words. They had even unbelievably stolen his house, leaving Gregory not only furious but also utterly baffled.
The crucial crystal had run into trouble precisely after falling into his hands. It had nearly turned into a major incident that shook the Allied Forces' unity, but in the end, the several great heroes had regained their composure under the Pope's mediation and suppressed the entire affair. Afterward, Gregory had continued investigating the secrets behind the crystal's theft. Years of war had given him an instinct for sensing deeper problems beneath the surface. However, before he could find any clues, news of the Demon Lord's Army reappearing in the world had spread.
Gregory had immediately sensed that there might be some connection between the crystal's theft and the reappearance of the Demon King's City, but now was not the time to investigate such matters. He quickly set aside everything at hand and personally led an army to this scorching, barren Second Demon Plane.
During the forced march several days ago, he had truly seen the Demon King's City appear in the sky. Its dark, terrifying shadow had left the Allied Forces' soldiers gasping for breath, and that familiar, bone-chilling aura could not possibly have been mistaken. Although the Demon King's City had bizarrely vanished moments later, Gregory had still stationed his forces south of the Shattered