Man on the ark, forced to become king

The ability to perceive external objects is precisely the domain that liches, freed from the constraints of the physical body, excel at. With their profound mastery of perception magic, that old ghost must have known of the Demon King's existence before anyone else noticed, sensed something was amiss, and thus suddenly changed his tune, expressing his support for Theresis's decision.

His approach proved to be entirely correct.

No one expected that the Demon King, who had not shown his face for a long time, would come knocking at this time, and he did so in the most domineering way.

It's worth noting that Theresa is usually very gentle, and very few things can anger her.

Based on this, judging from his expression, their Demon King is clearly not in a very good mood right now.

As a result, those who intended to take a share of the profits from Theresis ran into a brick wall and became the targets of their anger.

What frustrated the Blood Demon Lord the most was that he was the only one who publicly spoke up. The King of Carrion and the Master of Forgiveness remained silent throughout the entire process. Although they did not offer support, they did not openly cause trouble either.

After the Lich King's actions, the Demon King, in a bad mood, naturally turned his attention to him and beat him half to death.

This is really...

He had a million curses running through his mind, but under Theresa's indifferent gaze, he didn't dare utter a single word. After getting up, he knelt down on the ground.

There was no other way; he had already become the scapegoat and received a severe beating. He absolutely could not continue to be stubborn. If he angered the Demon King again, it might not just be a beating.

All I can say is that a king is a king after all.

The reason why Theresa was so indecisive and hesitant to take action in the past was because they became increasingly unscrupulous.

But once the Demon King becomes powerful and possesses unimaginable strength, who would dare to act the same way as before?

They're probably tired of living!

If someone is truly stubborn, the enraged demon king will definitely twist their head off!

"Do your will."

The King of Carrion and the Pardoner were a beat slow, but they reacted immediately. Just as the Blood Demon Lord had thought, no one dared to go against the Demon King at this time; that would be pure suicide.

All the rulers of the royal court had made their stance clear, leaving only Therese still seated.

Compared to the others, Therese was much calmer and less afraid.

However, Theresa's posture reminded him of his past. For a moment, he even thought that he had returned to a hundred years ago, to the glorious years of the past.

The same royal palace, the same demon king's armor.

From cities to frontiers, from wilderness to mountains, Theresa was full of vigor and fought battles in the north and south, keeping countless enemies at bay and earning her the title of hero.

Together, the brother and sister created achievements and legends that still resonate across this land today.

That's how Theresa was back then.

Unfortunately, everything changed later, becoming unrecognizable.

"The meeting continues."

Broken crystals rise from the ground, meandering and growing, piecing together the shape of a long table.

The dark throne emerged from the shadows, and Theresa calmly sat down. The shadowy domain that enveloped the hall suddenly contracted, completely sealing off all gaps.

In the darkness, specks of golden light quietly emerged, illuminating the enclosed space.

Boom!

The grotesque gauntlet landed on the table, its black and red chaotic eyes lingering on Theresis for a moment before sweeping over the kneeling court lords, the meaning of which was self-evident.

However, while they understood, no one was willing to be the first to speak up.

Since the Blood Demon Lord, no one wanted to be the first to step forward. Not to mention continuing the meeting, everyone present, except Theresis who was still sitting in her chair, remained kneeling on one knee without moving.

"I said, the meeting continues. What, didn't you understand?"

Boom!

Theresa tapped her gauntlet on the table again, her tone indifferent.

As her words fell, twisted shadows seemed to gather and surge in the boundless darkness, and a chilling aura spread from the dark abyss. The restrained killing intent flowed once again, filling everyone around them.

"The Regent has no objection to His Majesty's decision, and I will personally go to the front lines."

In the end, the absolution master was the first to give in. Among the few people present, he was the weakest and simply couldn't play the game of remaining silent with a serious demon king.

The main hall has been completely sealed off. His Majesty the Demon King's meaning is very clear: either we decide on the specifics today, or we all stay here.

Rebellion is impossible; we lack the ability to resist.

Since we'll have to back down sooner or later, what's the point of continuing to remain silent?

It would be better to give in to the Demon King's wishes sooner rather than later, and at least have an easier time.

"Your will is supreme, and the lich will surely follow in your footsteps."

With the Pardoner taking the lead, the Lich King also spoke up.

However, Theresa merely glanced at them, her expression remaining indifferent.

"Ha, you're not going to argue anymore?"

She snorted and looked at Theresis: "Regent, tell me your thoughts."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Therese stood up, bowed, and greeted him respectfully.

He knew very well that the one sitting on the throne was not the leader of the Tower of Babel, nor his sister, but the Demon King of Kazdel, the king of all Sarkaz.

"War with Colombia is inevitable. We need a war to divert the conflict and to demonstrate our strength. My plan is for the royal courts to take those unruly fellows away. This reason is sufficient."

"With the leadership of the royal courts and the promise of great benefits, those people will not object. In this way, we can eliminate the cancer while transferring some of our forces to the shadows, weakening Kazdel's strength in the open, and gaining a period of stable development."

"Colombia is far from us. Afterwards, we can choose a time to end this war and leave a proper impression on the countries."

"As you know, for the nations, a weak and divided Kazdel is the best option."

"Ah."

This was something she already knew, and Theresa remained noncommittal, slightly raising her eyelids and pointing her finger at the Blood Demon Lord: "Tell me."

"This……"

The Blood Demon Lord's lips twitched, and after a moment's thought, he lowered his head and said, "The Blood Demon has no objections. Your will is supreme."

“Disappointing.”

With a cold gaze sweeping across the room, Theresa crossed one leg, making no attempt to hide her contempt and sarcasm: "Since when have you all become like this?"

"The royal court is right here, Kazdel is right here, but do you really care about it?"

"War, war, you keep saying you want to take back what you've lost, yet you're scheming against each other for a little bit of power. You're rotten to the core."

"However, I don't care, just as I don't care if you exist."

“I am still sitting on this throne, so know your place.”

"And then... never mind, I don't want to dwell on those things anymore. Since none of you want to talk about it, then I will."

The Demon King's oppressive aura permeated the shadows. Theresa crossed her legs and looked down at the kneeling kings. Her stiff and cold voice carried down, startling the kings of the royal courts into looking up in unison.

"You want war, then I will grant you war."

"It's not enough to just purge a few troublemakers."

"I hereby declare that the real war has begun."

"I have seen all your strength. Assemble your army and I will personally lead the expedition."

"This time, I will wipe Colombia off this land."

"You...you intend to personally lead the army?"

Even the mad Blood Demon Lord was shaken to his core by Theresa's attitude.

At this moment, he even wondered if the demon king in front of him was a different person? Otherwise, how could he say such a thing?

The Demon King personally leading his army into battle is no joke. Doing so means a full-scale war that will not end until one side is wiped out—a war that will completely destroy the nation.

Even he thought it was too crazy to do that. Kazdel, which had just ended its division and was now in need of rebuilding, did not have the strength to fight a war of annihilation against Colombia.

Theresa, has she suffered some kind of shock?!

"Your Majesty, I feel—"

The Blood Demon Lord felt that he could no longer remain silent and had to stand up and persuade His Majesty the Demon King to abandon this unrealistic idea.

His intuition told him that this was not some kind of feigned indifference; Theresa was indeed acting out of character and was serious.

"I said, the war has begun. Do you have a problem with that?"

A palpable pressure descended instantly, surging shadows climbed up his arms and legs, spreading towards his torso. A chilling killing intent swept over him, causing the Blood Demon Lord to shiver and swallow back the words he hadn't finished speaking. He forced a smile and said, "Your subject has no objection. Your will is supreme."

"That's good. I don't want to see anything unpleasant, understand?"

Theresa leaned back on her throne, clearly not intending to accept any opinions. She exuded queenly authority, and her powerful aura, which seemed ready to erupt at any moment, silenced everyone.

That's all for today. Got it? Now get out of here.

The hall fell silent. After a long silence, no one spoke again. Seeing this, the Demon King, leaning on his throne, waved his hand impatiently. The dark domain that enveloped the hall cracked open, and a twisted shadow suddenly descended, enveloping several royal lords and unceremoniously throwing them out of the Demon King's domain.

Inside the main hall, only the brother and sister remained.