Damon's declaration was heard by all the people outside, and to no one's surprise, everyone cheered for him.
"Kill them all... yeahhh!"
"Wipe out the dirty demons!"
"I always knew he was a tragic guy. Turns out his parents got killed by demons."
"My brother too... I hate them so much."
"We need people like him, someone who isn't all talk but actually wants to kill demons."
"Yeah, he's a true hero of the goddess races!"
"Burn them, burn them all, even the little demons... they should never grow!"
Sentiments that were too cruel even to touch those who were innocent. How much had the public perception of demons been skewed?
Paimon narrowed her eyes, her expression turning grave.
The goddess races were still as cruel as she remembered. Someone like Damon Grey was even crueler than the rest.
In the floating pavilion, Luna smiled faintly as her brother maimed the demon heirs. Even though he was in a demon's body, at least he was destroying them.
