Aym recalled the contents of the documents only sent out to the great demons by the General Assembly, and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. The first thought that came to mind was to run away. Their enemy made even the Demon Empire, which openly encouraged war, strongly recommended those under the third rank to withdraw should they run into him, and whatever their ranks, the great demons were advised to avoid making contact with the human to their best abilities. Unfortunately, they had already encountered the enemy and clashed with him.

It might have been possible to withdraw if they had gotten up as soon as they heard the commotion and ran away while leaving everything behind. However, now that they were out here, they were within the enemy’s range. Even if they tried to retreat now, their enemy wouldn’t easily let them go. Aym knew what would happen with complete certainty. Thus, they needed to fight whether they wanted to or not, but it was highly likely that they would all end up dead. What should they do?

For a moment, Aym found himself on the verge of a mental breakdown, but he tried hard to keep his head straight. There was a saying that one could survive even in a tiger’s den if they kept a cool mind. He needed to find a way to survive somehow. Soon, a single thread of hope came to Aym. Saleos enjoyed fighting the strong and thought it was a virtue to win after a fierce and desperate struggle, but Aym put more emphasis on winning itself. He had no interest in fair play and employed every possible method to win and make his enemies subdue. When they almost fell in danger due to the unexpected intervention of a human male, wasn’t it his sudden spark of wit that allowed them to overcome that crisis? And recalling...