I decided to probe the Demon King a little more.
“I heard the three Demon Kings fought a three-way battle in the Duchy of Felheimstein? Putting aside who won, hasn’t your power significantly weakened? Can you really afford to waste your subordinates like this?”
“Ah, yes. That bastard Carpeios caused substantial losses to our military strength.”
For the first time, anger crept onto the face of the Rule-Weaver, who had always been cultured and composed.
It was strange enough for Demon Kings to coexist, but the 2nd and 3rd ranked ones were especially bitter rivals, perpetually at each other’s throats.
Inferinos dismissed Carpeios as a “barbaric demon who sleeps rough without even a proper fortress,” while Carpeios scorned Inferinos as a “sly swindler rotting in tunnels, never seeing moonlight.”
Even in their recent three-way battle, they had waged a grueling war of attrition, relentlessly…