"Master Garga, ......, the soul of Master Dovah, ......,
I know. This is getting interesting.
The Demon Lord Gulga waits on his throne for his enemies to arrive.
Just now, the executive Doba died.
Before you know it, Luluca's presence has disappeared.
On the other hand, there is no information that he has killed the enemy.
It's been a long time since we've had a strong enemy.
Despite the fact that her servant Fee was crying and panicking, Gulga was making the most of the pinchy situation.
I've heard that we're dealing with a rather troublesome fellow. I'm worried about the fact that I can't see the Demon Lord, but let's get rid of the small fry first.
My mind has been unusually agitated for the past few days.
Gulga was sick and tired of killing the occasional adventurer.
Trying to rule the world was too big and just too much trouble.
In the first place, there was nothing interesting about tormenting the weak.
The daily life with no motivation and nothing to do seemed to be too boring for the blood of the demon king who loved to fight.
Such a routine was changed by a letter.
The sender was a Demon Lord who claimed to have been recently resurrected.
The letter offered to help, but there was no way Gulga, who had too much free time on her hands, would accept.
I used attack magic as a greeting to see how he was doing, and I got a good hit.
Just as I had hoped - with an attack spell as powerful as Gulga's, the reply came back as hostile.
There will never be a more ideal opponent in a hundred years.
"Gargas-sama, ...... are you sure you're okay, ...... since both Luluca-sama and Doba-sama have been defeated, ......?
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll be fine.
I'm not going to let you do that! I'm with you, Gargas-sama!
My first rebellion.
This was the first and last time I would ever speak out against Gulga.
It's not that I think Gulga will lose.
But...
But something in her gut, something hard to put into words, was making her say those words.
"What are you going to do if you stay here? What's the point of you staying here if you're not going to be of any use?
"That may be ...... true. But .......
Gulga gently admonished Fee to treat her like a child.
If she stays here, she'll be dragging her feet rather than being useful.
At these words, even Fee, who had been trying to stick it out, had to give up.
It was as if she was being told that she was slowing them down.
"You'll just have to wait and see. ......?
Suddenly, creatures entered the throne room.
There are dozens of them, and they don't look like people.
They were far too small to be enemies.
"Master Garga! Please be careful!
They were jet-black bats.
They attacked first, so they must be the enemy.
Gulga repelled them with one finger, but Fee was bitten helplessly.
When one ant bites you, it means it's practically over.
The remaining dozens swarmed in like ants, turning Fee's body black.