—Hiss.

She could hear the hissing of snakes from right beside her ears. No one else could hear this sound, but it was clear as day to her.

[He… You…]

‘I don’t want to hear it… I don’t want to hear it…’

The silver-haired girl curled up dejectedly and sat on the head of the boy who was supposed to be the medium for her soul. Touching her horns, she was thinking that it would be foolish of her to use her powers in the ancient ruins, the place where she had run away from.

It wouldn’t be a huge problem in other circumstances, but they were bound to notice if she used her powers on the edge of the Abyss. Only idiots would fail to notice that. The monsters that were waiting for her on the other side, calling her their queen, had been wandering around for a long time. That fact did not change.

In the past, her father had no choice but to watch her become the Demon Lord to save her. As it was the only way, she had become the Demon Lord not with the existing six branches but a whole new branch–the Demon Lord of the Abyss. She had taken down all the other Demon Lord candidates to rise to the position of absolute power to survive.

That was what she thought Goddess Freyja had planned.

Although she ultimately escaped from the call of the Abyss by rising to the position of the Demon Lord, the position that would make her become the greatest enemy of her father, it had left...