The Representatives explained their idea of relocating a bunch of feral tribes here and having the dungeon spells rerouted to face off against the local monsters and tribes, instead of threatening the cities.
Once they were done, the Demon King smiled.
"How about I help you with that, just a little bit. You see, I am the King overseeing the feral tribes now, and I block the portals from the fallen that try to invade through the wild lands. I think that your idea could turn out to be a fascinating study in human and feral behaviour. Just give me a moment to call over an old friend."
The Demon turned and found that the person in question, a white winged Seraphim, was standing right beside him already.
"Oh, there you are. Good show. Now, what do you think about my plan?" He asked, without explaining anything at all.
The Seraphim seemed to contemplate the answer for a few seconds and then nodded.
