At that moment, the Blade Spirit looked at the impassioned Demon Emperor and actually felt an incomparable sense of glory.
The Blade Spirit saw the Demon Emperor's confidence, invincibility, and strength.
The fellow before them was their master, the mightiest person they would serve and protect from now on.
In truth, they did feel somewhat aggrieved. This fellow was powerful beyond belief.
Yet even so, he still needed their protection.
That was rather unfair to them.
Still, it did not matter. They had witnessed the Demon Emperor's strength.
They had spent a long time roaming Chaos themselves.
They knew all too well what kinds of enemies lurked there.
Unless they encountered an enormous tide of magic beasts, they truly feared no enemy.
Even against a tide of magic beasts, no one could kill them if they hid.
Most of the time, when trouble befell them, it was because they had to protect their young.
There was little they could do about that. They could not traverse space until adulthood.
For those young to survive, they essentially needed both exceptional luck and exceptional speed when fleeing.
That was also why they banded together.
Often, they gathered to clear out a stretch of Chaos so their young could survive.
When the five of them had been captured back then, they had felt despair deep in their hearts.
Their capture might well have broken their defensive perimeter and brought disaster upon their children.
Yet they dared not reveal anything about their race.
They feared the Demon Emperor might learn of it and cause trouble.
Fortunately, the Demon Emperor had not dug into matters concerning their race.
They had a feeling that the Demon Emperor had not merely refrained from investigating, but was deliberately avoiding those matters.
As for why, that was beyond their