Castillo Empire. The Kingdom of the Gods. The Fairy Alliance. These three forces oppose the Demons who lead monsters to attack the previously mentioned governments.

In the Kingdom of the Gods, or the Holy Kingdom, lies a small town called Rotenburg. Because of the dangerous times, the Lord of Rotenburg not only raised taxes but forced the citizens to supply food to the troops.

But that's not where the food went. It went to the slimy Lord, secretly called the Rotten Lord of Rottenburg. It was a disgrace that someone of the higher class would undermine the image of the rich and aristocratic. However, they all turned a blind eye.

They had other matters to deal with, after all.

The Kingdom was known for its harshness against the Demons. But even worse was their hatred for nonhumans. The Fairy kind appeared to be related to the Gods, so they were exempt. But the Beastkin of the Empire was not.

The Kingdom thought slaves were only natural since the Gods were to help humanity in troubled times. They had the highest amount of healing mages and war mages, so they were regarded as a force to be reckoned with.

The Alliance scoffed at them. They were not related to humanity's Gods, but they weren't going to say so out loud. The Empire was waiting for the chance to invade to usurp the throne and raise their own doctrine, taking down slavery in the process.

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So no one really came to help when a Demon strode into Rotenburg with fifty Goblins and Kobolds, demanding to see the Lord.

The peasants were too weak to defend the town, but they still tried.

"Halt. Otherwise, I won't go easy on you."

His evil figure, those two curved horns on the side of his head, the pale blue, almost white, skin, that sharp and angular face…he was the poster child of Demons. His aura alone made others kneel on the ground in fear.

Nearly unopposed, the Demon entered the castle grounds.

"Halt, Demon! This will be the last day you live!"

"What if you serve me?"

"Huh?!"

Similarly, everyone's faces were confused. This was different from how they imagined Demons. They thought the Demons were likely to just cause mayhem and allow pillaging and rape. This was better, but not by much. Tempting humans to work for a Demon was something most of the Paladins of the Kingdom could stand against.

But these were normal soldiers who were selfish. They didn't want to die for a country that wouldn't send aid at a time like this.

The soldiers dropped their weapons, which were looted by the Goblins and Kobolds. Soon, a chubby pale-faced weak chinned man stumbled outside. It seemed that the soldiers inside also gave up.

Without any sort of ceremony, the Demon went forward and cut off the Lord's head.

"From now on, I am your Lord! You work for me! I only demand two things! Give me all of your money and don't bother me for no reason! If you follow these instructions, I, Demon Lord Beltos, will allow you to eat your fill and live peacefully under my guard! Now make me money!"