"Hey, Guy! Is there something fun about this meeting too?"
Milim was very enthusiastic about such things; after all, she was quite bored.
The others seemed somewhat uninterested.
Ramiris was happily eating snacks, Dino was slumped over the table, half-asleep, and the others were silent, resting with their eyes closed.
"The Jura Great Forest has begun to fall into chaos. I am concerned that something has gone wrong with Veldora's seal."
As Guy spoke, everyone present frowned.
Clearly, no one present wanted Veldora's seal to break.
At this point, Frey spoke up, "Has the cause of the riot been found?"
Guy gave Misari a look, and subsequently, a report was delivered to each person.
"According to my investigation, this matter is related to an Otherworlder."
"A month ago, this person killed a Curse Holder in a counterattack, and the battle triggered a flood."
"Furthermore, upon leaving, this person plundered all the savings and books of the Kingdom of Falmuth."
"Afterward, he left the kingdom and entered the Jura Great Forest."
As Guy reached this point, Clayman felt greatly relieved. "It seems it has nothing to do with me."
He then chimed in, asking, "So, is this person the source of the chaos?"
Guy shook his head. "One could say yes, and one could say no."
"Read the documents yourselves; it's explained very clearly inside."
Everyone opened the report and read it carefully.
To put it simply, it was a bloody incident triggered by the disappearance of a monster princess.
At the end of the report was a portrait, and the person depicted was indeed Draco.
After reading it, Frey asked, "So, where is this person now?"
"I don't know."
"He vanished along with his summons."
"Vanished?"
"Correct. All leads have gone cold, and tracking magic can't find him. There must be a barrier shielding him."
"What a troublesome fellow!"
Then, Ramiris asked a key question, "So is our meeting today about how to find this person?"
Guy shook his head again. "While this person was the fuse, the key to the problem now is not him."
"Today's proposal is whether to abolish the 'Non-Aggression Treaty of the Jura Great Forest' so that we may intervene directly and set things right."
For a moment, silence fell over the meeting room once more.
It wasn't that they disagreed; they simply didn't want to deal with this mess.
The Lion King, Carrion, broke the silence. "I agree with the proposal to abolish it, but my nation is too busy; I have no time to handle this."
With Carrion leading the way, the others followed suit.
"+1!"
"+1!"
"+1!"
"..."
Guy's head throbbed, and several veins popped on his forehead.
This generation of Demon Lords is truly worse than the last.
Just then, Clayman broke the pattern.
"In that case, I have an idea."
Guy's eyes lit up. "Oh? Let's hear it."
"We could find a suitable person to unify the Jura Great Forest. That way, they could keep the races within it in check."
"This way, we won't need to intervene too much, and the original agreement can be maintained."
Clayman's proposal immediately garnered widespread approval.
"That's a good idea!"
"I agree!"
"Clayman, you really are a talent!"
"..."
Hearing the praise, Clayman smiled smugly.
"Well then, since my territory is on the edge of the forest, you can leave it to me to handle."
Guy thought about it and felt it was indeed a good plan, so he nodded and agreed.
"Eh? My nation is also on the edge. I want to participate too; it sounds like fun."
As if she had found a new game, Milim also looked eager to try.
But as soon as she spoke, she was met with Guy's opposition.
"You stay out of it. Just leave it to Clayman."
"Huh?? Why?"
Milim puffed out her cheeks in anger.
"You'll only get in his way if you go!"
Guy's words hit the nail on the head, and everyone nodded in agreement.
...This sudden Walpurgis ended very quickly.
Clayman was unusually excited after returning to his territory.
"Hahahaha, it's as if the heavens themselves are helping me!"
"Now I can openly implement the plan for the artificial Demon Lord."
While some were happy, others were angry.
Milim returned to her territory, cursing under her breath.
Midred and Hermes were both a bit confused when they saw her.
"What's wrong with her Ladyship?"
"I don't know. She's been like this since returning from the Walpurgis."
Milim locked herself in her room, getting angrier the more she thought about it.
"Ugh!! Damn that Guy, he's making me so mad!"
Suddenly, she seemed to remember someone.
The three Demon Lords—Milim, Clayman, and Carrion—had a grand plan.
That was to strengthen their faction's influence by creating an artificial Demon Lord.
The plan had already begun, and the implementer was the High-ranking Demon, Gelmud.
A mysterious person wearing a crow mask had approached Milim on his own initiative, wanting to serve her.
This person had been active in the forest for a while now.
Thinking of this person, Milim quickly used long-range magical transmission to call him.
"Hey, hey, hey, Gelmud, are you there?"
Gelmud, who was searching for a suitable target in the forest, was startled by Milim's sudden call.
"Yes, your humble servant is here."
"You know everything that's been happening in the forest lately, right?"
"I do."
"You didn't tell me about something so fun!!" Milim said huffily.
"This... well..."
In truth, Gelmud had already been bribed by Clayman, so he quickly explained.
"Your servant also just found out and was just about to inform you."
"Hmph, at least you're sensible."
Hearing his words, Milim gave a satisfied huff.
"Remember, if anything fun happens next time, notify me immediately."
"Yes, your servant will definitely do his utm—"
"That's all then, hanging up."
Without waiting for Gelmud to finish, Milim unilaterally cut the communication.
In her room, Milim smiled triumphantly.
"Hmph! If you won't let me participate, I'll just go secretly. We'll see who dares to do anything to me then!"
"Ouhahaha..."
On the other side, Gelmud continued toward his next target.
His direction was precisely the Ogre Tribe's village.