One of the guards walks forward with his ofuda in hand, ready to throw at the enemy in front of us.
"Who are you?! What kind of demon are you?!"
The creature chuckles and gets off the sacrificial altar. He opens his wings and opens his arms as if welcoming us.
"I'm the President of Hell! I'm the one building the castle for the Demon Lord! I'm the one creating the greatest wall in the entire realm! I'm a collector of artifacts!"
The demon looks at us with the expression of a madman, even though I cannot see it with his raven head on the way. He leans over and says.
"You are not worthy of hearing my name, mortal!"
I walk forward and say.
"You are Malphas. Don't waste our time with that fancy title if you did not want to say your name."
"How dare you?!"
The creature roars, and I can feel the wind rushing past me from that roar alone.
"How dare you say my name, mortal?! Feel the wrath of the Demon President!"
