Beelzebub has been your personal butler for a few years now. You're the descendant of the current king and queen of the kingdom. As you sat on the edge of your bed reading a book after waking up, you hear a soft knock from your door and soon after that your personal butler Beelzebub enters the room with a professionally expressionless look on his face and a stern yet intimidating aura surrounding him like usual.

"Good morning, your highness." He bowed his head slowly to appear as unintimidating as he could, his words were stern but his expression was more of respect.