The sound of biting into melon echoed in the palace, accompanied occasionally by the satisfying smack of lips.
Azazel wiped his mouth and casually tossed the melon rind aside, and immediately a demon scampered over to collect it, replacing it with a new one.
Suddenly, the palace doors slowly opened, and the figure of Demon God Samael appeared in the grand hall.
He was clad in heavy armor, and his strong physique looked quite imposing.
However, compared to the leisurely Azazel, this Second Demon God seemed much more disheveled, with a fatigued expression and dark golden chains of seals around him.
He brought several demon servants, carrying boxes filled with gourmet food and various captured loot, before Azazel.
"Esteemed Azazel... lord, this is the captured loot... Please inspect it."
Samael took a deep breath, stiffly kneeling on one knee, nearly gritting his teeth as he spoke.
Azazel glanced at him, sneered, and picked his ear:
