The demon spoke very grandly, and he continued his self-introduction like he was fixated on keeping a cool appearance. If he had been on Earth, people would have rolled on the ground, clutching their stomachs at the level of cringe. However, they were on Liber. This wasn’t something they could just laugh off here.

‘Demon Empire.’ They were one of the four main factions currently battling for supremacy over Liber, and this faction had enough power to deal with the Coalition of native monsters and the Abyss from both sides. And in such a faction, this demon had enough skill to be ranked 63. Chi-Woo couldn’t be certain, but it seemed clear that this demon was some important figure, incomparable to the lich they had met before at least.

‘Why is the Demon Empire…?’ The expedition team appeared agitated. Chi-Woo forced himself to shake off his thoughts and make guesses later. He needed to weigh the importance of their current problems, and the matter in front of him took priority. Thus, Chi-Woo decided to ask once more.

“Did you cause this situation, sir?”

Andras, the owl demon, looked quite offended. His pride seemed to have been injured, and his face seemed to say, ‘Even after I revealed my identity, you dare to accuse me of such?’

“…You respond to my question with a question of your own? But since you at least have the basic courtesy of addressing me with respect, and we are in a situation such as this, I will think of this as an information exchange.” Andras spoke like he was doing Chi-Woo a favor before continuing...