“Oh Lord[1].”14

As his believer called out to him, Agaroth opened his eyes.0

He had been resting for about an hour. The call that had come from right next to him was spoken at a low volume, but apart from that, all of the other sounds in his vicinity were extremely loud.0

There was the sound of metal objects, such as spears and swords, clashing together. The sound of slicing, stabbing, and crushing. And also the sound of screams and loud roars.9

The sound of various things milling around also created booming and rattling thuds. And among all of this chaos, there was a high frequency of bestial screeching that couldn’t have come from any human tongue.0

Brushing back his shaggy hair, Agaroth muttered, “Is the situation still the same?”0

“Yes, my Lord,” his believer’s voice came to him from an inappropriately close distance, practically whispering into his ear.15

Her sweet, warm breath tickled his ear and cheek as she spoke. Ordinarily, he would have pushed her away in disgust, but right now — even as a joke, there was no way the current situation could be called ordinary.10

Agaroth was familiar with war. He was also familiar with the battlefield. However, strangely enough… he couldn’t feel any sense of familiarity from this war.0

While feeling an irritating sense of discomfort, Agaroth clicked his tongue.0

“Will you be ordering a retreat,” the woman continued to whisper with a giggle.9

In this turbulent era that was brought about by the Demon King of Incarceration, this woman was a court witch who had once turned the king and all of the ministers of a country into her puppets, placing the entire kingdom beneath her feet.10

At one time, she had been called the Twilight Witch and was regarded as an object of reverence[2]. In a certain sense, this witch had been even worse than the demonfolk and the Demon Kings. After placing the country beneath her feet, she had trained her subjects into total obedience using the stick of terror and the carrot of pleasure, and her terrifying notoriety had made even the monarchs of the surrounding countries avert their gaze from her actions.5

But this was a story from long ago. Among the countless wars that Agaroth had fought and won, the toppling of the Twilight Witch had just been one of...7