The Demon God Pillars were not wholly unqualified to judge humanity and human history.
Thanks to a certain fact, they had seen humans, seen human lives. Throughout the long course of human history, the Demon God Pillars had also taken the forms of mage families and lived in the human world. Lev was a fine example—if he had never realized he was Flauros, he might have simply lived on as Lev Lainur until the day he died.
Perhaps even if he had realized he was Flauros, if he had not witnessed humanity's true ugliness, he might have chosen suicide rather than raise his hand against them.
After all, humans were complex lifeforms at their core.
Where there was beauty, there was ugliness; where there was splendor, there was darkness; where there was strength, there was weakness.
If one understood humanity from only a single perspective, then what one understood would never be humanity in its entirety, but merely a biased and one-sided creature.
"King."
The weakened end of a Demon God Pillar reached the Throne of Jade and called out weakly to the figure seated above.
"O King."
The figure noticed and leaned down to look.
"Our temple has come under attack."
"The only target to be eliminated remains Chaldea's Master, but the situation has changed beyond our capabilities."
As the Demon God Pillar's end regenerated, it spoke to the so-called "King."
"O King."
"Please decide upon a countermeasure at once."
"Chaldea's Master is advancing faster than we anticipated. Every stronghold has encountered tremendous resistance beyond prediction."
"At this rate, the Throne of Jade will lose its defenses."
The King listened quietly, his eyes narrowing slightly. Neither human nor Demon God could see the emotions in his eyes.
But at least one fact was clear.
He was somewhat displeased.
"We