"Didn't the Demon King drunkingly give his first time to the Skeleton Race?"
"It was more like the Demon King held a wild party with a bunch of skeletons, right? Demons are just that debauched!"
The Great Mages had differing opinions.
But one thing was certain, according to the information everyone received, the Demon King had slept with the skeletons.
Weasley called for a halt.
"Even though I don't know where this rumor started, Divination Art once predicted that the Demon King is an alien girl-lover; this information is highly credible."
While holding a dumbbell during the meeting, Balard showed a disdainful expression and spat into the trash can beside him.
"Pah, disgusting, being a Demon King and all, is it necessary? I'm disgusted. Just spend some money and go to the Succubus Tea House. A guy would do too, but going for a skeleton?"
The meeting room fell silent.
Balard blinked.
