Under the watchful gaze of all the Demon Race members, each harboring their own intentions, Lynn strode into the venue meticulously arranged by the Demon Kings.
Post-makeup, he appeared malevolent, and when he put on a stern face, he was indeed detestable, but such looks were not disliked by the Demon Race—in fact, they were quite popular to some extent.
From the Proud Palace to the Demon Emperor Palace, Lynn hadn't prepared a speech in advance; such matters relied on improvisation, and following a script might reveal weaknesses instead.
"Quite a gathering of demons, eh? Seems my enthronement is indeed what everyone desires, ha ha ha..."
As Lynn entered the venue, observing the throng of demon heads below, he seemed in very high spirits, evident from the tone of his laughter.
"Greetings to His Majesty the Demon Emperor..."
A strong demon who had attended the last "meet and greet" was the first to kneel on one knee, worshipping the Demon Emperor.
