In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

Kleiman held his glass of red wine, his gaze calmly fixed on the darkness outside the window, a shrewd glint occasionally flashing in his eyes, as if he were plotting some wicked scheme.

A wicked smile crept across his lips; he had already envisioned a happy ending.

"Lord Clayman!"

But then a demon walked into the room and made a sound, interrupting Kleiman's fantasy.

A hint of displeasure flashed across Kleiman's face. He crushed the wine glass in his hand, wiped the bright red liquid off his fingers, and a murderous glint appeared in his eyes.

He gave a disgruntled snort.

"Hmph, don't you know you have to knock before entering my room?"

Upon hearing this, the demon knelt on the ground in terror, his head hitting the ground repeatedly, trembling with fear.

"My lord, I will be more careful next time."

Kleiman sneered, wiped his hands clean with a handkerchief, and threw it in front of the demon like trash.

"explain!"

"Yes."

The demons dared not look directly into Clayman's eyes and could only kneel on the ground to report.

"Lord Clayman, the Demon Lords have agreed to your request for a private meeting, and they will be arriving soon."

Upon hearing this news, Kleiman covered his face with his hands, letting out a ferocious laugh that revealed glints of blood.

"Haha, I've been waiting for this day for far too long. My ultimate plan is about to begin."

"I need to set up the meeting venue; after all, these pawns are demon kings, after all."

His expression was somewhat manic, and the demon on the ground was terrified; he had never seen Clayman like this before.

咚咚

His heart pounded. The demon saw that Clayman seemed to be in a hurry to set up the Demon King's meeting place and ignored him kneeling on the ground.

The elegant white tuxedo brushed past him, and the demon only breathed a sigh of relief after Kleiman had completely left.

Just as I was relaxing

Suddenly, the demon opened his eyes wide in terror. One of his hands rose uncontrollably, and sharp claws emerged, slowly moving toward the demon's neck.

With bulging eyes and a face contorted in extreme fear, he spoke with utter terror.

"No! Lord Kleiman."

puff--

Blood gushed out, leaving only the lifeless body of a demon.

As Kleiman stepped outside, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips, and he put away a red gem.

"Hehe, the effect of this [Control Orb] has not disappointed me."

A chilling, eerie sound echoed through the castle.

......

The room was luxurious and spacious, and the furnishings were exquisite, with valuable items everywhere.

In the center was a large red table, with several chairs already set up around it, seemingly waiting quietly for the arriving guests.

"Haha, Kleiman, looks like I'm pretty early!"

A majestic and imposing golden figure flew in from the sky and landed on the ground; though the person had not yet arrived, the sound had already reached the ground.

The first to arrive was, of course, the demon king Carrion, known as the Lion King and the Beast King, a man exuding domineering aura.

Kleiman calmly raised his head and saw a burly figure walking towards him. The figure had golden hair shaped like a lion's head and a muscular chest that gave off a strong sense of pressure.

"Oh, it's Carrion. You're definitely one of the most punctual ones."

Kleiman remained calm, showing no surprise at Carrion's punctual arrival, as he was by nature a meticulous demon king.

Carrion casually found a chair and sat down, staring at Clayman with his golden eyes.

"Hmm, do we have to wait for those two again? Women can be so slow."

He pouted in dissatisfaction; what he hated most was people who weren't punctual.

Kleiman smiled slightly.

"Don't you know their personalities? You'd better not speak ill of that person, otherwise..."

Carrion understood what Clement meant, and remembering how terrifying the madwoman was, he remained silent and closed his eyes.

A long time passed

Two streaks of light rushed rapidly from the sky outside, and the two people in the room seemed to sense it and opened their eyes.

A little girl with pink hair landed casually on the ground, while a sexy demon with white wings gracefully landed behind her.

"Haha, looks like we're late again. Sigh, looks like we played too much on the way here."

"Hmm, Milim, you're too playful."

This pink-haired loli is wearing armor with very little fabric, and her vertical pupils reveal a cute and innocent look.

However, none of the demon lords present dared to underestimate this little girl. Although she looked cute now, she would be a different story if she went crazy.

This is the Dragon Demon, known as the "King of Destruction," and one of the three oldest Demon Kings.

The woman behind her is Milim's friend, the Sky Queen Frey.

Kleiman didn't mind the two being late at all; instead, he smiled and invited them to sit down so they could start discussing business.

Milim and Frey found a seat and sat down. One rested her head on her hand out of boredom, while the other crossed her long legs and closed her eyes to rest. Clearly, neither of them had any interest in the meeting.

Once everyone had arrived, Kleiman knew it was his turn to speak.

"Now that everyone is here, I'll begin announcing the important matters."

"I presume you already knew before you came that I summoned you all here to discuss the failure of the plan to breed a demon king in the Great Forest of Jura."

When the conversation turned to serious matters, everyone finally showed a little interest.

Carrion spoke with a frown.

"This plan was something we decided on together back then. I was hoping that the new Demon King's strength would give me some surprises, but it failed."

Milim, who had been propping her head up with her hand, spoke with a strange expression.

"Wait, wasn't this plan supposed to be given to that guy Krumit? He was swearing to me he'd complete the mission, so where is he now?"

"Let him come out and take a punch from me!"

Upon hearing Milim's words and the eager look on everyone's faces, their expressions immediately darkened.

Frey covered her mouth and laughed.

Kleiman coughed calmly, as if he had something to say.

"Ahem... Milim, don't be in such a hurry. There's something else I forgot to tell you. Krumit has died in the Great Forest of Jura."

Upon hearing that Krumit, that disappointing fellow, was dead, Milim immediately lost her spirits.

"Tch, he got off easy."

Carrion looked surprised. Krumit was an A-rank demon, after all. Although he was weak, previous intelligence showed that there were no powerful creatures in the Jura Great Forest except for that tree spirit.

"Klayman, please tell me the specifics!"

Without any further ado, Kleiman took out several crystals from his person and placed them on the table.