Chapter 113: The One Who Curses Digs Two Graves (9)
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Sitri scowled. She shouted about how that was ridiculous, but Paimon herself remained cool. Paimon most likely understood that the general consensus was on our side. Things would simply become disadvantageous for her if she tried to claim to be innocent here, this was most likely what she was thinking. Or perhaps, she had something else in mind.
Sitri shouted.
“In the first place, it doesn’t make any sense! What? We came here to attack the Plains Faction from behind? Hey you, yeah you. Dantalian or whatever. I heard you wrote that in your message and sent it out? If you have any evidence, then show it.”
Oh dear, the arrowhead is pointing to me now. Did she think I’d be easier to deal with than Barbatos?
Be it here or in the game, Sitri was never an eloquent Demon Lord. She was purely a fighter. It seems this meathead was understandably looking down on me.
The other Demon Lords, whose presences were like that of glittering stars, were looking towards us with interested eyes. In truth, they only took action because of my message. Marbas was the only person among them who was present during that fateful Walpurgis Night. Therefore, this is like my debut for them.
Well, whatever. If Marbas is the host of this gathering, then I’m the host behind the curtains. As the host, it is my duty to entertain my guests. Shall I try throwing out some bait?
“If it is proof, then there is more than enough. It is as clear as day even if you only look at the letter you people sent to the Plains Faction.”