The location is a large and luxurious room.
The floor was covered with a high-quality velvet carpet that looked like it had taken craftsmen several years to weave it.
The table set there is made of high-grade wood cut from ancient fragrant wood and emits a comforting aroma.
The round table is large enough to seat more than ten people comfortably.
Not commensurate with the vast area, only three chairs were prepared on site.
These chairs were so luxurious that they seemed inaccessible even to the princes and nobles.
There are dreamlike paintings hanging on the walls. Are those really paintings
The creatures in the fantasy world are presented through delicate brushstrokes, sometimes twisting and performing different movements, as if they would jump out of the picture and enter this world at any time.
Just by selling something in this room, you can probably live a luxurious life like a noble for ten years.
Each treasure is so ingenious that everyone who visits this room is amazed.
Money is also a kind of power.
If you have money, you can buy high-end magic weapons and hire top-notch mercenaries. People who enter this room will definitely have a correct understanding of this.
Is there anything money can't buy? Maybe just power and status.
Therefore, showing one's own financial resources and making visitors dispel their hostility is the purpose of the owner of the room to decorate the place extremely gorgeously.
- However, the guests invited this time did not accept this trick.
The owner of the room is a decent-looking man with a lean build and intellectual but somewhat neurotic eyes.
He is also a domineering and intimidating existence - the "King of Gold and Silver" Demon King Rayman.
Lehman glanced into the room, nodded with satisfaction, and then sat on one of the chairs prepared in advance.
There was a small scroll full of words on the table. Lehman unfolded the scroll and read it once, then carefully put it into his arms. From his actions, it was easy to see that he was cautious in doing things.
Guests are coming.
The so-called guests are those with the same qualifications as him - that is, the devil. Lehman plans to entertain those two random people and manipulate them skillfully.
Wearing a high-end pure white dress, he glanced at the luxurious clock to confirm the time.
It's almost time, and this thought just flashed through my mind -
"Hi, Rayman. I heard that there is another guy claiming to be the Demon King in the western part of the Forbidden Forest?"
Unknowingly, there was another person on the chair. The person crossed his legs and leaned leisurely on the back of the chair.
The other party spoke to Clayman without hesitation. He was muscular and tall.
But his movements were clean and he didn't look clumsy at all.
The elegant clothes he wears are very casual, but there is no sense of abruptness. On the contrary, they can bring out the wild atmosphere of his body, creating a unique atmosphere that can only be seen from a distance.
The casual tone does not match the unapproachable temperament, but the man's charm does not decrease but increases because of it.
The neat short blond hair perfectly matched the strong face, and a pair of sharp eyes like hawks were pointed directly at Lehman.
It seemed that this man had zero trust in Lehman, and there was no slack in his every move.
"It turns out it's Osai, you're so early. That's what I wanted to discuss today. However, I didn't expect you to arrive first."
As soon as Lehman said this, the man named Osei shrugged.
"Don't say that. Women always put a lot of effort into preparing before going out."
Osei responded with a smile on his lips.
This man, Osei, is the demon king who rules the orc tribe, known as the "King of Beasts" and one of the "Three Demon Kings" of the Forbidden Forest.
"Oh, Miss. Indeed, you are right. Oh, I don't think we should talk any more. After all..."
"That guy is very sensitive to other people speaking ill of him behind his back."
The two demon kings said this, looked at each other, and then smiled tacitly.
As if waiting for them to finish laughing, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open with force.
"Did someone talk about me just now?"
A girl appears there.
She looked into the room and made sure that only Lehman and Osei were inside, then blurted out these words.
A fourteen or five-year-old girl has a shoulder armor that looks like a dragon's claw on her right shoulder. I don't know how it was made. The shoulder armor is slightly raised, and there is a thin line between it and the shoulder.
Looking at the most important part of the body, there is almost no cloth covering it. The waist is wrapped with thin cloth and trousers, and the hard breasts are wrapped in a breastplate.
It seems that mobility is more important, and the outfit is almost as revealing as a swimsuit.
The focus is yet to come. The most eye-catching thing is the girl's beauty.
Although he still looks a little childish, his big eyes contain a strong will and shine with a bright blue light.
This firm gaze proves that the girl is not just an ordinary person. Her cherry-blond hair is tied into smooth twintails on the left and right sides of her head, blooming with a charming brilliance.
However, what completely overturned that endearing impression was the arrogant smile on the girl's lips.
The girl raised her underdeveloped breasts and looked down at the two demon kings in the room with an extremely arrogant attitude.
"Hi, Lydia. We don't dare to gossip about you. We just think that you are never late. It's rare that you are late today. We are just caring about you!"
"Yes, Lydia, we are indeed just talking about this. But, unlike the hypocritical Lehman, I am not worried about you at all."
Osei smiled boldly as if he was going to get away with it, but Lehman, who was accused, shrugged his shoulders and said it didn't matter, and continued to drink black tea elegantly.
The two of them seemed to be accustomed to this, and did not make excuses to excuse it, because they knew that doing so would anger Lydia, and because of this, the two of them chose to say some innocuous words to let it go.
Facing this girl, although they could only see a little bit, the two demon kings were a little nervous.
There is only one reason.
Contrary to her appearance, this girl is very strong.
After all, this girl is the only one who has the two titles of "Dragon Claw Destroyer" and "Tyrant in the Storm" - Demon King Lydia Perphick.
Lydia snorted cutely, glaring back and forth between Rayman and Osei.
But they still didn't respond at all. The girl muttered "Okay" and then entered the room.
In this way, the three demon kings of the Forbidden Forest gathered here.
At this point, the Demon King's Meeting kicked off. First, the convener, Lehman, clarified the current situation.
Under the eyes of the three of them, someone snatched an A-level death magic weapon from a human adventurer, built towns and roads on a large scale, conquered many monsters, and called himself the Demon King.
This was a huge threat to the three demon kings, which forced them to treat it with caution, so Lehman convened this meeting of demon kings to discuss how to deal with this "latecomer" in the future.
To be honest, the three of them have never set their sights on the western part of the barren forest. At the same time, due to mutual checks and balances, no demon king has ever expanded there.
Who knew that what they thought was something that no one wanted was actually harvested by a latecomer inadvertently. At this point, the three of them were a little panicked.
"Lehman, you missed something." Lydia stared at Leman's eyes with her blue eyes, as if she was trying to see through him. "Recently, that guy was in a relationship with Free City Zenda." The dwarves have formed an alliance!”
"Oh? How is it possible? That guy Glenn will form an alliance with a guy who calls himself the Demon King? Isn't he the most..." Osei looked shocked, believing that he didn't know the news.
"It's not surprising. The dwarf king Glenn, a heroic king, sometimes abandons his own emotions just to achieve a certain project, right? Besides, the goal now is probably the three of us."
Lehman still looked calm, making it difficult to tell whether he was happy, angry or sad. He immediately turned to Lydia and asked: "But, this is news that even I just learned about. How did the eldest lady know it in advance?" Woolen cloth?"
As he spoke, he took out the small scroll of paper that he had put in his arms before the two came, and handed it to the two fellow demon kings for review.
"Because," Lydia paused, "I just came from that devil's town."
Hearing this, the other two people were stunned, and then their expressions changed drastically...