At the heart of the capital of the Helmuth Empire, Pandemonium lay the castle of the Demon King of Incarceration — Babel. On the ninetieth floor of Babel was the office of Duke Gavid Lindman. For days, Gavid Lindman had been swamped with paperwork and unable to rest.9

Many high-ranking demons had headed to Nahama under the guise of tourism, but Gavid knew better. Not a single one of them had crossed for mere sightseeing. The Demon King of Incarceration had also remained silent on Nahama’s situation and offered no guidance to Gavid. Yet, Gavid couldn't afford to do nothing.0

He had to prepare statements for contingencies. If war broke out in Nahama with demons at the forefront, it would cause chaos. The reputation and perception of demons, which had been painstakingly built over the last three hundred years, would be utterly shattered.0

However, did the reputation of demons really matter? After all, the end of the Oath and, thereby, peace had already been declared. Unfortunately, Gavid still had to prepare for whatever outcome.0

‘What if I send troops to support Nahama?’ Gavid thought to himself.4

Officially, Helmuth and Nahama were not allies. However, most would assume that Helmuth was the supporting power behind Nahama.0

To be honest, Gavid felt it was unfair. He had never authorized military or material support to Nahama.2

‘But it would be no good to try and say that,’ Gavid sighed.1

There was no need for him to waste his efforts either. Gavid pondered while pressing on his temples. He had a throbbing headache. Helmuth wouldn't support Nahama in the war. Even if a war broke out, Helmuth would not participa...2