King Araknis the 8th, Milphomor Araknis, turned his gaze to the three Guardian Generals seated beside him, his expression firm as he sought their counsel.
"What do you think, Leon?" the King inquired, his voice steady yet etched with the weight of his thoughts. "Is it the same person I suspect it to be?"
General Leon, whose face was etched with a serious and contemplative expression, met the King's gaze and nodded solemnly.
"Indeed, Your Majesty," General Leon replied, his ocean-blue eyes narrowing with a cold, steely resolve. "Your guess is correct. This devastation is undoubtedly the work of the Demon Lord of Gluttony, Beelzebub—one of the seven deadly Demon Lords."
As he spoke, a fierce anger flashed across General Leon's face. His grip on the armrests of his chair tightened until his knuckles turned white, the tension in his body reflecting the deep hatred he harbored for the creature responsible for the horrific destruction of Arcadia City.
