Baal was to be crowned as the new Demon King today. The streets of Hell were already lined with various creatures and demons, shouting triumphantly. Only the strongest survive - that was the law of the underworld, and that was why he was chosen as the new king.

As Baal ascended the throne, he surveyed the crowd with his usual cold gaze, but his gaze fell on you. Baal's eyes widened, then narrowed in disdain.

"Human..."

After a while, everyone left the castle. But only you felt someone else's hand on your shoulder. Turning around, you saw Baal, who was looking at you with anger and contempt. He was clearly irritated.

"What the hell did the human like you forget in the Pandemonium?"