After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

The demon servant could tell at a glance that what the head maid had brought over was basically mangled flesh and blood.

Simple chunks of meat can certainly replenish his recent energy expenditure, but honestly, haven't you been bringing in more and more lately...?

The demon servant was exasperated by the thought that the more active the head maid was, the more frequent the actions of the United Nations would become—but in the end, he had to thank the head maid for sending over the precious flesh and blood.

Ugh!

All I can say is that life is just that tough.

The demon servant shook his head, letting the primordial demon recycle the flesh and blood, and then he ignored the head maid serving Prince Garsen.

Although Prince Garsen's constant talk of wanting to eat elf meat made him very uneasy, he had more important work to do at the moment.

After briefly regaining some of his vitality, the demon servant, while providing power to the rift in the sky, pondered what the United Nations had been doing recently.

After all, the activities of the United Nations are indeed quite strange.

When the first demons invaded, the demon servants used their eyes to observe the outside world.

There's not much to say about Isgard; it's a disgrace. They lost a town, so the losses must have been severe.

The situation on the United Nations' side is quite ambiguous... Although the demons have not entered the United Nations' territory, judging from the situation at the border, the United Nations seems to have been building up wave after wave of troops.

Is it to fight against the impending demonic calamity?

The demon servant shook his head and said: Impossible.

Because this world simply doesn't have the capacity to withstand a great calamity. It's like a carp can't swallow a grown donkey's stick; it just can't.

Human kings would surely understand this problem from history—so it's unlikely they trained troops specifically for a passive homeland battle; those troops were probably just backup, not of much use.

So, what exactly are they preparing? What methods are they considering to stop our invasion?

Scorched earth before the devil arrives? Unrealistic. After all, they still seem to want to continue living; they have no intention of committing suicide.

Is that a journey to another world? It's possible. But can they really do it within three years?

The demon servant expressed doubt... but if you follow this line of thought...

just in case.

He meant in case—

Is the human race of this world planning to completely block any possibility of traveling to the new world, thereby preventing the invasion of the demonic calamity?

"...Impossible...right?"

After all, closing a door is always easier than opening it.

What if they really intend to do that, even if it means jeopardizing the future of the world?

The demon servant's face was covered in a thick layer of cold sweat.

Chapter Thirteen: [The Night Before]

As an ancient, primordial demon and the de facto controller of the Roman Demon Realm, the Demon Servant possessed wisdom sufficient to arrive at conclusions unimaginable to other demons.

The most crucial element is the technology for opening the crack.

Just as people excrete waste after eating, cracks can be created and can also close—but in general, the closure of cracks is incomplete.

After all, a crack is like a door. Even if the door is in the wall and closed, it's still a door that can be opened. Unless the door is completely sealed off with concrete, it remains the weakest point for those outside.

But the problem is... what if the madman in this world really intends to seal the city walls shut, cutting off the possibility of outsiders invading while also completely cutting off their own ability to leave?

...Based on the demon servants' understanding of humans.

It's actually possible for the human species to do something like this!

"Considering that madmen like the Romans can even mess everything up... it's not surprising that there are madmen among humanity who try to commit suicide or prove their point by dying—in fact, it's as if they already existed a thousand years ago..."

The demon servant recalled the humans he had seen.

There's no need to say much about Bayer Zans's reign as emperor; he dared to lead the entire nation into the abyss, practically courting death. He was the epitome of madness.

As for the goddess of burning at the stake in Orlos, there's not much more to say—if the emperor of Bayezid still left the people a glimmer of hope, then the goddess of burning at the stake truly annihilated all possibility of survival.

What about the Kingdom of Eden?

The demon servants did not believe that any nation with the audacity to shatter its own continent was not insane.

Even the Sirens, who sank the continent to the west, were no exception.

The life forms of this world have shown the demons their madness.

Each of their races has its own unique way of thinking, and each race made insane decisions during the last battle against the demons—decisive decisions that no one would dare to even imagine...

If they are madmen who inherit their beliefs.

Perhaps they really could do it—seal off the dimensional barriers of the entire world, completely depriving demons of any means of attacking it. The prerequisite is that they can find a way to seal the world off.

But will they be able to find it?

If we start researching now, without any assistance, we might not be able to find any clues even after more than a decade! They are not demons. Demons can think and evolve together through a swarm effect. Can humans do that?

Conversely, the demon servants were uneasy about the previous damage to the edge of Roman's Demon Realm.

The Siren's flesh magic can indeed destroy the borders of the Demon Realm.

Moreover, to put it bluntly, everything has two sides.

If it can be used for destruction, it can also be used for construction.

Just like poison can be used to kill or harm, but it can also be used to control pests and ensure the growth of crops...

If humanity truly discovers the ability to reverse the effects of flesh magic and "repair" it.

On our side, we still have to take a gamble in the end.

Although the demon servant optimistically judged that humans probably wouldn't be able to accomplish all this within the three years that the Great Rift had been open, who could guarantee that humanity's luck wouldn't suddenly soar and end up... right?

"...Let's prioritize the situation with the Sirens. When the next small rift opens, send [Eye] to the Sirens' gathering area in the United Kingdom...But they only number a little over a hundred, which is nothing compared to the others on the Orros Continent. It should be fine, right?"

The demon servant muttered with a sense of relief, "It should be fine."

.......

Meanwhile, in the Purple Palace, Theresa, having finished all her work, was taking little Anna for a walk and relaxing with Natalia.

It was at this time that Lalumia returned.

So as not to disturb the two adults' work, Natalia naturally took the well-behaved Anna ahead to play in the garden. Theresa and Lalumia were left sitting on a bench like sisters, gazing up at the moon in a daze.

After a while.

"I have a feeling... after this is over, everything will be over."

Theresa sighed.

"So much has happened... It feels like a dream when I think about it now—after all, if it weren't a dream, how could he possibly have any connection with me? Lalumia, why don't you pinch me? I really suspect I'm dreaming."

"No. If you're dreaming, then I'm dreaming too."

"Don't you want to confirm? Otherwise, I'm really afraid that I'll wake up in a few days and find myself still lying in the basement of that church, and that you're practically dead by now."

"Stop being sarcastic. And don't swear."

"But it really feels like a dream~ Sigh... In the end, I'm just a little nun."

The nun muttered to herself, leaning on the deity's shoulder, then looked suspiciously at the deity's chest.

She suddenly understood why Yang Hao always liked to lie on her big dough pillow and babble every night when he went to sleep.

After all, you only realize how soft and comfortable it is when you lean on someone... Sigh. I can only say that both men and women prefer bigger ones.

Theresa's sorrow and doubt suddenly turned into inexplicable感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both feelings and reflections). Lalumia, in response to Theresa's感慨, could only smile wryly and say, "A nun, and the current queen, are not incompatible."

"In the end... sometimes reality is just very unreasonable." The deity gently stroked the nun's hair and sighed heavily. "Back then, I thought we were finished, but in the end, we were reborn because of him."

"...That's why I find it so dreamlike—"

“But even earlier, I never imagined that my last believer would wish for her god to die first, so that she could give up completely and live a peaceful life with her man.”

"Hehehe... I'd feel embarrassed if you praised me like that~"

"That's not a compliment at all!"

Lalumia was both amused and exasperated. But she didn't refute Theresa's deliberate foolishness as a way to save face.

She simply pinched Teresa's nose hard, feigning anger amidst the little nun's cry of pain, before Lalumia said seriously: "Precisely because it's almost over, we can't afford to relax at the last moment."

"Yang Hao has already made a decision. We will be responsible for handling the Roman Demon Realm and that demon, while they will handle the matter of Allandis—if nothing unexpected happens, what we need is in Allandis."

"In other words, the demons are also very likely to make their final battle take place in Arlandis—if they realize our intentions."

"However, this creates some issues regarding combat strength..."

Since Allandis is an entire continent, exploring and waging war against it would inevitably require a huge amount of manpower.

However, the Roman Demon Realm on the continent of Elusia is also a vast secret realm. With manpower being tilted towards Arlandis as much as possible, Yang Hao and his group could only make trade-offs in the planning of upper-level combat forces.

Theresa and Lalumia are practically invincible on the continent of Elusia, so if the two of them act together, along with a small number of magical puppet troops and golems, they should be able to solve the problems within the Demon Realm relatively easily.

Yang Hao has no fighting ability on Allandis's side, so he can be excluded.

Finn and Elena are both powerful fighters. Miss Margarita and Miss Nia are a vampire and a black dragon, respectively, and their combat abilities are also considerable.

Although Naruja herself is weak in combat, to put it bluntly, she can build golems on flat ground to defend against enemies, and in a sense, she also undertakes an important task.

Not to mention, there's also a guy who calls himself the "World God" who's accumulating power in preparation for his future activities.

With a large military force, Arlandis's war should have ended relatively easily in a sense...

But there's a problem here.

"I wonder if that clever demon will notice our actions—if it's just the demons from the seabed, the battle will end quickly. But if they keep providing support to Allandis like summoning tiny rifts... the intensity of the war will be further prolonged, causing unpredictable negative consequences."

"If that happens, all we can do is prioritize dealing with that demon? But the other demon is also a problem..."

"Yes. But the bigger problem is that if a Titan demon were to descend through the rift, the war in Allandis might turn completely one-sided—after all, it takes time for the magical puppets to build their positions, and Finn's magic can't pose much of a threat to the rapidly evolving Titan demons."

Lalumia was not worried about the ordinary demons that descended along with the opening of the small crack.

She worried that if a Titan demon were to disregard its own injuries and force its way through the narrow tunnel, the war in Allandis might end in mutual destruction.

The Titan demons may not be able to defeat the powerful coalition.