"I greet you all with utmost respect."
In an open field, located within the military compound of the Upper Class Demon, Valefor, ten Mid-Demons stood tall.
Each had various forms—from scrawny to chubby, scary to cute. Their facial expressions also varied, but they all had demonic gleams in their eyes.
Of the ten, one stood in front of the other nine and spoke formally. Any one with common sense would think he was in charge.
"The fact that you have all been chosen for this special task means the Lord thinks you are qualified. He has placed his trust in each and every one of us. Let us all do our best not to fail him."
The one who spoke was none other than Heshu—the oldest, most powerful Mid-Demon around.
It was said that even before any of the others were born, Heshu had been actively working for the demon race. His ancient knowledge, expertise, and even contributions within demonkind had earned him a much larger space to call home—compared to others in the same Class.
