The name of the next Demon King.

"Vergil, I'm giving you the title of Demon King." Amon said out of nowhere, as if it were normal for him to appoint someone as... Demon King...

The entire room froze.

Sapphire, who was about to take a sip of wine, stopped mid-motion, her eyes wide. She expected something... but not something this big.

Raphaeline blinked several times, as if she had misheard.

Cabernet raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued, and Stella merely let out a low murmur of disbelief.

The maids Vergil knew were the same, the three women exchanged glances and sighed in unison like an orchestra...

Vergil, for his part, remained silent for a second before tilting his head, his red eyes glowing with pure confusion and curiosity. "You... what?"

Amon held his firm posture, although a hint of irritation was visible in his expression. "I said I'm giving you the title of Demon King."