"Seriously? You think there are things out there even stronger than the demon king?" One of the transmigrators, the beast tamer, asked, and Eiro rolled his eyes, "Again, it's 'monster king', and yes, obviously I do. If the monster king was so strong, we'd all already be dead long before the hero can even reach maturity." Eiro pointed out bluntly, "The only reason that doesn't happen is because there are groups of people out there that have reached heights comparable, or greater than, the hero at his peak. And that isn't just exclusive to people. Everyone knows that magic beasts like dragons have a surreal amount of power, but you seriously think that a dragon that's thousands of years old is going to be weaker than a little brat that's been in power for a decade or two at best? Good one."
"...But... Huh?" The beast tamer let out, "Then why the fuck are we here? Why aren't we trying to get rid of all those other guys?"
