What was going on? What was going on? How had things suddenly turned into this kind of atmosphere?
Faced with the situation before her, Shiraori was a little bewildered. After all, she was completely hopeless at this sort of thing. She could not see the undercurrents beneath the calm surface, and she knew nothing about verbal sparring.
With just a simple greeting, Ariel had already obtained quite a bit of useful information.
This middle-aged man had greeted Ariel with the air of a host, treating her as a guest rather than the master of this place.
That change in attitude alone had made it clear to Ariel that the demons already knew she had lost the title of "Demon Lord"!
"What? Aren't you going to introduce yourself? Or do you want me to introduce you instead?"
Ariel did not seem to care. She spoke in that same calm tone, as if she did not take him seriously at all.
The man before her was named Yagna Lasep.
He was unquestionably a key figure among the demons. He was the border marquis of the demon territory, and since the third-to-last Demon Lord, he had already been the lord governing the Lasep Region.
Whether in civil or martial matters, he far surpassed the other demons. If Ariel, an overlord who had clearly transcended all reason, had not suddenly descended upon them, he should have long since become the unquestioned Demon Lord.
Though Yagna did not truly acknowledge Ariel as Demon Lord, he had still treated her with great respect on the surface.
Not long ago, when he had obtained the title of "Demon Lord," he had been incredibly surprised. He had not expected Ariel to return before he could completely change the demons' situation.
Leaving him no choice but to come personally...