I, The Giant of the Imperial Palace, Travel Through the Heavens!

The location is a spacious and luxurious room.

The ground is covered with a high-grade velvet carpet, which seems to be a precious item that craftsmen spent years weaving.

The table next to it is cut from ancient fragrant wood, which is also a high-end product, exuding a pleasant aroma.

This round table is large enough to seat a dozen people comfortably.

But what didn't match the vast area was that there were only three chairs prepared on site.

Those chairs are extremely luxurious and beautiful, and it seems that even princes and nobles are difficult to obtain.

And the paintings hanging on the walls are all dreamlike paintings, are those really paintings? The creatures in the fantasy world are presented one by one through delicate brushstrokes, sometimes posing different movements like twisting their bodies.

It seems that it will pop out of the screen at any time and come into this world.

Maybe there is such a thing.

These paintings are all made by Bismark, the master of the devil world.

It is said that the magical beasts are sealed alive in the painting, and the magic treasure called "painting painting" is the supreme work of art.

Just by selling something in this room at will, you can probably live a luxurious life like an aristocrat for ten years.

Every treasure here is so ingeniously crafted that no one who visits this room can fail to marvel at it.

Money is also power.

If you have money, you can fish for high-end magic weapons and hire top-notch mercenaries.

One who enters this room must have the right perception of this.

Show off your own financial resources, so that visitors dispel the hostile arrogance with themselves.

This is the extremely gorgeous purpose of decorating the room.

However, the guests who were invited this time did not eat this set.

The owner of the room is a well-proportioned man.

He has a thin body, intellectual but somewhat nervous eyes.

At the same time, he is a domineering and awe-inspiring existence—— Demon Lord Clayman.

Clayman glanced into the room, nodded in satisfaction, and then sat on one of the chairs prepared in advance.

On the table is a mask carved with a smile.

Clayman picked up the mask and caressed it, carefully putting it in his arms.

It is not difficult to see from those actions that he is cautious.

Guests are coming.

The so-called guest is an existence equal to him, that is, the Demon King.

Clayman planned to entertain those few random elements who acted recklessly and skillfully manipulate them.

Wearing a high-end pure white dress, he took out his pocket watch to check the time.

The time is almost up, and this idea just flashed into my mind——

"Hey, Clayman. Is that guy Kalmud doing well?"

Before anyone knew it, there was another person on the surrounding chairs.

The visitor crossed his legs and leaned leisurely on the back of the chair.

The other party spoke to Kleiman without hesitation. He was full of muscles and tall.

But his movements are graceful, without looking clumsy at all.

He dressed casually in the elegant clothes, but without the slightest sense of restraint.

On the contrary, it brought out the wild atmosphere and brewed a unique atmosphere.

The neat short blond hair matched the sharp face very well.

A pair of eagle-like eyes were shooting straight at Clayman.

"It turned out to be Karion. It's really early. I just wanted to report that incident today. However, I didn't expect you to come first."

As soon as Clayman said that, the man named Karion shrugged.

"Don't say that. Miss always has a lot of battles in preparation before departure."

Karion responded with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This man, Karion, is the king who rules the orcs. He is titled "Lion King" and is one of the current demon kings.

"Oh, miss. Indeed, you're right. Well, I reckon we'll stop talking. After all—"

"That guy is very sensitive to people talking bad about him behind his back."

The two demon kings said so, looked at each other, and then smiled slightly at each other.

As if waiting for them to finish laughing, the door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

"Did someone talk about me just now?"

A girl appeared there.

She looked into the room and after confirming that there were only Clayman and Karion inside, she blurted out the words.

This is a young girl who is quite strange for participating in the meeting with the Demon King.

She is about fourteen or five years old. Although the appearance of the devil is often a little different from her actual age, even so, her appearance here still seems quite inappropriate.

On her right shoulder is a shoulder armor that resembles a dragon's claw.

I don't know how it was made, but the shoulder armor floated up slightly, leaving a thin line between the shoulders.

The most conspicuous thing is that there is almost no cloth wrapping on her body.

Although it is equipped with pants and a breastplate, it seems that mobility is more important, and the exposure of the outfit is almost the same as that of the swimsuit.

In terms of appearance, although the other party's appearance still looks a bit childish, those big eyes contain a strong will, revealing a bright blue light.

This firm gaze proves that the young girl is not an ordinary person.

The cherry-blond hair is tied into smooth double ponytails on the left and right sides of the head, blooming with a charming brilliance.

However, anyone who saw her would instantly reject her cute impression.

Because there was an obscene smile on the corner of the girl's mouth.

The girl straightened out her underdeveloped breasts, and looked down upon all the demon kings in the room with an arrogant attitude.

"Hi, Milim. We didn't gossip about you. I just thought you were never late, and it's rare to be late today. Don't look at me like this, but I actually care about you!"

"That's right, Milim. But, I'm not worried about you at all."

Karion smiled generously as if trying to get away with it.

Clayman shrugged and drank the black tea gracefully.

The two of them seemed to be used to this, and they didn't make any excuses to prevaricate.

Because they knew that doing so would only annoy Milim.

It was also because of this that the two chose to say some innocuous words.

Facing the girl in front of them, the two demon kings were a little nervous.

There is only one reason.

Contrary to her appearance, this girl is very powerful.

After all, this girl is the only one who holds the two titles of Dragon Demon and 'Destructive Tyrant' - Demon King Milim Navor.

Milim snorted with her cute nose, and stared back and forth at Karion and Clayman.

But they still didn't respond at all, so Milim murmured 'Okay' before entering the room.

After her, another person entered the room.

It was a winged tribe with wings comparable to that of a giant eagle.

"Oh, Milim. Only the devil king is allowed in this room. You can't even bring your followers. Even you have to abide by this rule."

"Long time no see, Clayman. I'm not Milim's entourage. I didn't come here voluntarily, but if I'm the Demon King, it's okay, right?"

The voice of the unexpected character who made Clayman frown sound a little muffled.

She is not afraid of the Demon King Clayman at all, and has an open-minded attitude.

This woman has a slender appearance, but anyone with a discerning eye can definitely see that her evil spirit is not trivial.

It's no wonder, after all, she is also one of the demon kings.

"Hey, hey, why are you here, Fleur?"

Fleur - the demon king of the Winged Clan, named 'Queen of the Sky'.

She is of the same rank as Clayman, Karion, and Milim, and is one of the strongest giants in this world.

"Hello, Karion. As you can see. I declined the invitation because I was too busy, but I couldn't hold back Milim."

"Wow ha ha ha ha. Isn't this very good? I saw that you were very preoccupied before, so I invited you here to relax. Do you have any objections, Clayman?"

"Okay, if that's the case."

Milim was always upright, Clayman was half dumbfounded and agreed.

The other party came forward and refused without reason.

Instead, you should think on the bright side, the other party came just in time.

Milim would definitely be furious if she told about Kalmud's failure this time.

By then, Fleur should be able to be a competent peacemaker.

Clayman began to prepare a new plan with wishful thinking in mind.

"Okay, hurry up and prepare a seat for Fleur."

Hearing Milim's urging, Clayman nodded.

With a snap of his fingers, a chair appeared in the place that had been empty until now.

The chair seemed to be there from the beginning, and it didn't look out of place with the decoration of the room.

Milim and Frey also seemed to take all this for granted, and sat down on the chairs without hesitation.

In this way, the four demon kings gathered here.

Next, it was the turn of the 'Puppeteer' Clayman to show his skills.

Manipulating others at will is Clayman's forte.

With a faint smile on his face, he spoke to the demon kings.

At this point, the Demon King's meeting kicked off.