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

"Lord Gavilu, you're finally awake! We were so worried about you."

Gavilu slowly regained consciousness, rubbing the back of his head, and opened his dazed eyes.

What's wrong with me?

"Lord Gavilu, you have been defeated!"

One of the lizardmen's henchmen didn't dare look at Gavilu's expression, and the surrounding lizardmen all lowered their heads in disappointment.

Seeing the low morale of the soldiers around him, Gavilu quickly stood up and looked around at the lizardmen.

"If I hadn't been careless and failed to dodge, I would have been ambushed by that goblin with the goofy face."

"Hmph, otherwise how could I have lost to a mere goblin? And don't be fooled by the person in front of you."

Upon hearing Lord Gavilu's words, the lizardmen raised their heads with a gleam in their eyes.

"Lord Gavilu, how could we have been tricked!"

One of the henchmen looked at Gavilu with some confusion.

"Based on my personal experience, I've concluded that the goblin is definitely the master of that place; he was just using a trick to deceive my eyes... How despicable!"

Gavilu spoke confidently to his underlings.

"Yes! They're so despicable!"

"Lord Gavilu is invincible, yet they resorted to underhanded tactics. How despicable!"

"Hello, wow, that's amazing, absolutely amazing!"

After he finished speaking, someone even clapped.

These lizardmen didn't doubt Gavilu's words at all and showered their prince with compliments.

Strangely, a strange voice was mixed in with the compliments.

Meanwhile, Gavilu, basking in the numerous compliments, proudly raised his head, his heart filled with immense confidence and satisfaction.

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice entered his ears, shattering his complacency. Gavilu turned his head and immediately saw the person who had spoken.

A demon wearing a clown mask was standing in the crowd, clapping at him.

The sudden appearance of this figure instantly put Gavilu on alert.

Who is this person? Why didn't I notice him approaching?

"Who are you?"

Gavilu immediately grabbed his weapon and aimed it at the clown-masked demon. At the same time, the other lizardman soldiers reacted quickly, grabbing their weapons and surrounding the strangely dressed man.

However, the clown-masked demon remained unusually calm in the face of such a tense situation.

He showed no fear whatsoever; instead, he gracefully bowed to everyone and introduced himself.

"Hello, hello everyone, don't be so nervous. My name is Laplace."

"Laplace?"

Gavilu stared intently at the strange masked demon before him, repeating the name the other had uttered, as if trying to search his memory for any information about that name.

At this point, Laplace continued.

"I am an envoy sent by Lord Grumit to give you a little warning!"

The clown-masked demon then raised his head menacingly, opened one of his uncovered eyes, and uttered a sentence.

His tone was relaxed and casual, as if he didn't care about the situation at all.

"What! It's Lord Grumitt..."

Gavilu looked at the strange man in shock.

At this moment, one of the lizardmen looked at his companion with a puzzled expression and asked in a low voice.

"Who is this Lord Grumit? Prince Gavil seems to recognize him..."

"I've never seen him either, but I think I heard His Highness mention him before. He's the high-ranking demon who named His Highness."

"Oh, so that's what it is..."

Gavilu immediately dropped his guarded expression and ordered his men to put away their weapons.

"You've gone to a lot of trouble to make this trip. So, what was Grumitt's warning?"

The clown-masked demon made strange movements as if in a comical manner, squinting at Gavilu.

"Actually, I came here to tell you that this time the pig-headed army is led by the Pig-Headed Lord!"

The other lizardmen soldiers were a little confused when they heard this.

"The Pig-Headed Lord?"

Even Gabiru stared at the masked demon with an unchanged expression, his face calm.

No?

This time it was Laplace's turn to be surprised. He looked at the people in front of him with an incredulous expression on his face.

What kind of expressions are those? Don't you even know who the Pig-Headed Lord is?

He frowned, muttering to himself.

Gavilu's completely unmoved demeanor left Laplace somewhat bewildered.

He couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Where did Grumitt find this idiot?! He made me build up my emotions for nothing."

If it weren't for the fact that he had to sacrifice this guy as planned... humph! Otherwise, he wouldn't have made this special trip!

"Your lizardman leader is indeed a remarkable figure, but he is, after all, quite old..."

Laplace suppressed his dissatisfaction, gave an awkward smile, and then continued in a seductive tone.

"And I heard that this time they're facing the Pig-Headed Lord's army. To be honest, this is too difficult for your father to handle; it would be better to let you..."

Gavilu clearly understood the unspoken meaning behind the clown masked demon's words. He involuntarily narrowed his eyes, and his expression seemed somewhat tempted.

"I originally planned to repel the pig-headed army before inheriting the leadership... but it seems it's too late now."

Gavilu was speaking in a low voice at first, but then he gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart!

"That's right, that's right! Only someone as young and powerful as you can lead everyone to defeat the pig-headed army and become the savior of the entire Jura Forest!"

Laplace watched Gavilu's reaction with satisfaction, showering him with flattery.

He secretly rejoiced that things were progressing smoothly according to plan.

Meanwhile, on a large tree not far away, a figure stood with his arms crossed, quietly watching everything unfold.

...

"Lord Gransta, as you instructed, I used a clone to follow this lizardman messenger, and just as you said, I saw a clown-masked demon behind the scenes..."

Cangying knelt on one knee and reported everything he had seen to Gransta.

After listening quietly, Gransta remained expressionless, though a chill ran deep within her icy blue pupils.

"Get up! From now on, don't kneel on the ground when reporting work. You know I don't like that."

"Yes, sir!"

Cangying stood up after receiving Gransta's order, but his face still had a stiff expression.

"Continue to use the clone to monitor the masked demon's every move, and also to find out detailed information about the pig-headed army in a timely manner."

"Yes, sir!"

"Remember to be careful, and let me know if you encounter any danger!"

After Gransta finished speaking, Cangying's shadow disappeared into the darkness.

"Heh, so it seems that guy Klayman is the Demon King? He's already got his eye on this forest..."

A chilling sentence echoed through the main hall of the ice-sculpted castle.