Chapter 33 - Volume 4 (1/2)
Intermission
▯Demon Lord of Benevolence, Rank 9th, PaimonEmpire Calendar: Year 1506, Month 4, Day 10Bruno Plains, Army of the Crescent Alliance
“······Hmm. Let’s see here. It’s about time.”
“Yes. Let us begin.”
Without needing the other side to say so first.
This lady and Barbatos took out our masks and put them on.
It was not only the two of us. The majority of the Demon Lords who were watching the performance put on masks as well. Only the 7 betrayers were dubious and started to whisper among one another. They were people that ridiculed not only the factions but the ideal of the Crescent Alliance itself. The embrace of the world is not sufficient enough to forgive them.
⎯⎯ What is this fuss?
⎯⎯ Do they intend to hold a surprise concert······?
⎯⎯ In any case, that child’s performance is rather······.
It was at that moment.
Blood splattered here and there from the seats that were arranged for the Demon Lords. The ones wearing masks stabbed, impaled with swords, and hacked with axes the bodies of the ones who were not wearing masks. The ancestral rite ceremony that was tranquil with music instantly turned into a realm of Hell.
⎯⎯ Wait, what are you······!?
The traitors rolled on the ground and stretched out their arms. Their bodies were half covered in dirt and half covered in blood. Even if they stretched out their arms and requested for someone to rescue them, be it the Mountain Faction or the Plains Faction, there was no one who would show them mercy. Their fingers were soon stabbed by spears and severed by blades, making them fly throughout the air one finger at a time. Screams and groans mixed together, causing the auditorium to descend into being a slaughterhouse in a flash.
Those trying to kill people.
Those trying to not be killed by people.
Those who are trying to block the people that are attempting to escape.
Those who use the people beside them as a sacrifice and try to run away.
This lady spoke emotionlessly.
“······How should we absorb the military troops of the traitors?”
“It’d be difficult to manage them, so is there really a need to absorb them?”