Chapter 330. If You Cannot Resist, Then Join (2)
Dennis, Caron's very first vassal, looked upon his lord with trembling awe. He thought, Those mighty nobles... cut down like insects.
Dennis had never once encountered a true Demon King in his life. Yet the overwhelming might Caron displayed before him could only make him think—if anyone deserved that title, it was this man.
"...The Demon King of Liberation."
The demons who had once been slaves repeated the epithet that had begun to cling to Caron. Of course, the great Demon King of Liberation himself had already declared that among his followers, no such thing as a "slave" existed.
"Call yourselves the Liberated," Caron had said.
The name didn't yet roll smoothly off Dennis' tongue, and truthfully he found it unsatisfying. Still, he resolved to obey his master's command without hesitation.
All around Caron lay fields of corpses. The noble demons who'd dared to resist him had met their rightful end, and those who survived had already sworn allegiance.
Dennis' chest swelled with pride. A new Demon King had arisen in the Demon Realm, and he—Dennis—would witness him devour it whole. To stand at the side of history's maker, to see with his own eyes every step of that history unfold, was nothing short of glory.
"Dennis. Come here," Caron ordered. Having just finished cutting down the last marquises who had struggled to the bitter end, he beckoned Dennis with a wave of his hand.
Dennis hurried to his side at once and answered, "You called for me, Demon King of Liberation."
"I told you, don't call me that... Never mind. Call me whatever you please," Caron said as he shook his head. "Dennis, gather the vassals who surrendered. We're pulling back. Take every piece of equipment that looks useful."
"My lord," Dennis began in surprise. "Those who raised arms against you have all been annihilated. Why retreat now?"