One of a Layer Ruler's important duties was to resist attacks by Demon Kings.
In other words, if they could successfully break a Demon King's game, even the greenest Layer Ruler would have a strong chance of gaining recognition from the surrounding communities and being regarded as someone capable of standing on their own.
At that thought, a trace of determination flashed through the eyes of the man who, due to his mediocre aptitude, had been unable to inherit the position of Layer Ruler.
As long as he could defeat this Demon King, his younger sister Sandora would be recognized by those around her.
To ensure that this grand show of rookie Layer Ruler versus rookie Demon King could continue successfully, he had specifically contacted the Eastern District Class Dominator—White Night Yaksha, who could stand alongside the Halloween Queen.
Given her strength, no matter how powerful the Demon King was, it would not be able to cause much trouble with her present. Thus, there were only two possible endings to this Demon King invasion.
First, the North Area Layer Ruler and Sandora Tel Doreak defeated the Demon King.
Second, the North Area Layer Ruler and Sandora Tel Doreak defeated the Demon King with the help of White Night Yaksha, the Eastern District Class Dominator.
At that thought, a faint smile appeared on Mandala's face.
"Lord Mandala, Lord White Night Yaksha has sent you a letter."
Just as Mandala was considering how to publicize his sister's heroic feat of defeating a Demon King, a guard with obvious Lizardman traits rushed in, looking flustered.
"A letter from Lord White Night Yaksha? Give it to me."
Mandala naturally did not dare be careless with White Night Yaksha, whom he regarded as his trump card for turning the situation around. He quickly walked over