The heavy, tightly sealed doors of the Demon King’s Castle began to open, even before Duke Winterly could finish speaking.

The sound was bone-chilling, echoing with a weight that sent shivers down one’s spine.

“The Demon King is welcoming me!”
Winterly trembled with exhilaration, overwhelmed by the honor.

Behind him, Crescent concealed her face beneath a deep black hooded cloak.

She still couldn’t quite believe it—having just been in the bitterly cold Winter Domain moments ago, and now standing at the threshold of the Demon King’s Castle.

‘That lunatic really killed the Demon King’s gatekeepers….’

She swallowed dryly.

No …