Inside the Demon King Palace, ornate with celestial motifs upon its dome, Blasphemous Lord Melogas looked at the princess on the throne with a profound sense of satisfaction.
Very good.
Your reaction was perfectly appropriate...
It is exactly this type of delicate little girl that can be firmly controlled in her hand.
Melogas no longer fixated on Huebelle, shifting her gaze to the crowd below, ensuring other members of the Demon Race did not continue to stare at her and the princess.
The Throne Hall became ever more silent.
Following that, aside from the sound of the clock's gears turning, the two of them did not converse again.
The demons present were almost all reading the face of the Blasphemous Lord.
Just moments before, the Snow Witch had wanted to say something but was promptly silenced by a glance from Pranay.
The Throne Hall was not occupied by just the four of them from the Great Demon Clan.