With the Demon King defeated, the Demon King Army fell into complete chaos, and the first thing they fought over was... the Demon King's Throne.
The Demon King Army had been able to unite because the Demon King had ruled the entire Beastfolk with overwhelming strength. But now the Demon King was dead, reduced to ashes along with the Demon King's Castle, without even a scrap remaining. Naturally, the others began fighting over the Demon King's Throne.
But no one had any clear idea how to choose the new Demon King.
"I think we should find the culprit who killed the Demon King and then take it out!"
A tiger-headed Beastman roared as he clenched his fist.
"Only someone who avenges the Demon King will be qualified to become the new Demon King!"
"What kind of joke is that?"
Another eagle-headed Beastman scoffed.
"Our opponent killed even the Demon King. Leaving aside whether we can find them at all, even if we do, who can kill them? Besides, how are you going to prove that the one you killed was the culprit who murdered the Demon King, instead of some random slave you picked up off the roadside?"
"What? Are you saying I would deliberately fake it?"
"Who knows..."
"You bastard...!"
The higher-ups of the Demon King Army were arguing fiercely. Everyone had different ideas. Some believed that whoever killed the culprit responsible for the Demon King's death would have the right to become the Demon King. Others thought this could not go on and suggested settling the matter through strength instead: whoever was stronger would become the Demon King. After all, the previous Demon King had also subdued them through sheer combat power.
Still others thought the Demon King was already finished and that they would gain nothing by