Upon hearing this, Opera looked at the two in front of him and couldn't help but smile.
"It seems I underestimated you two, Lord Shesi and Iruma. I will rest assured and let you both attend together."
"Attend?" Iruma asked, confused.
"That's right. A high-level venue requires a high-level mindset. Lord Shesi and Iruma, the two grandsons of the Sullivan family, this is your invitation to the Thirteen Crowns Gathering."
...Somewhere in the Netherworld, the Netherworld Tower.
On its 665th floor, the supreme dinner of the Netherworld's heroes, the Thirteen Crowns Gathering, was held.
Yamayimon, the Head of the Four Directions, looked at the few people present and sighed, "Still the same, a lot of people are absent."
Beelzebub heard this.
"Don't even mention it. Ah, well... First, let me introduce our guest, Barbatos, the 'Feather-Eating One of Despair' from the Barbatos family, Sir Batsu."
Bazi-chan also politely returned the greeting, "It's a pleasure to join you."
Everyone nodded in acknowledgment, except for Paimon next to them.
"What the heck? I knew there was a sickening smell that made me want to throw up. Why is there a tasteless ant-girl squatting next door?" Paimon ruthlessly complained. Naturally, Bazi-chan wouldn't give Paimon any face.
"You're the one, aren't you? A grassy smell? Did you squeeze juice from some grass in a forgotten corner of the forest and drink it, you fake princess?"
"Are you itching for a fight?"
Yamayimon commented, "Their relationship is as bad as ever."
Beelzebub also quickly reminded him, "King of Elves, she is a guest!"
Asmodeus Eimu, the Lustful Head, also said, "Exactly! It's rare for girls to gather together. Let's have a nice tea party, shall we?" Eimu embraced the two of them and said.
"Wait... Lord Asmodeus... I can't breathe!"
"It's so painful!"
Baal, seeing this, commented, "Three women, a whole show."
"Aren't you going to stop them?"
"You go if you want to."
Seeing this, Beelzebub quickly began to explain the agenda. Everyone gave Beelzebub, the first among Three Greats (the Second Seat of Three Greats), enough respect not to argue anymore.
"As just mentioned, this invitation is regarding the 'vacancy' among the Thirteen Crowns. Although frequent disappearances of powerful demons have recently occurred in the Netherworld, it cannot yet be determined if these two matters are related. The Food King, Behemoth, of the Thirteen Crowns is currently missing, and Astaroth, the Heavenly Eye, is doing his best to search for him. Such a vacancy in the 'Crown,' the core of the Netherworld, could cause chaos in an emergency. Therefore, we have entrusted the Barbatos clan to attend the gathering as a 'new Thirteen Crowns candidate.'"
At this moment, an untimely voice rang out, "Wait a minute! If that's the case, wouldn't it be more appropriate for The Great Leader, the'Strongest Archer,' to come? Why send a young girl who isn't the leader?"
"Tsk, you brat, have you forgotten that you're also a brat?"
Astaroth retorted, "The Great Leader only takes action during war, and..."
"She was chosen by us. She possesses strength worthy of the Thirteen Crowns."
Sullivan, along with Madam Levi and Belial, appeared behind everyone.
Beelzebub immediately stood up, "Lords of Three Greats, you've come down! Have we been remiss in any way?"
"No, no, little Beelzebub, there's no need to be so nervous. After discussing with Levi and Belial, we felt it was time to decide on the Demon King," Sullivan said, looking at everyone.
Before anyone among the Thirteen Crowns could react,
"I will ascend to Yuddo [10]."
Baal's face darkened at this, but the next words surprised him.
"However, I will not become the Demon King. My rank will simply go up."
Meanwhile, the tearfully excited Beelzebub could only hold back his tears.
"So, what do Three Greats mean?"
"The three of us are not in the selection range. The current Netherworld is indeed very unstable, so we are focusing on the present Netherworld and need young demons who can open up the future. Therefore! We hereby declare that we will nominate young demons as candidates for the next Demon King," Sullivan said.
Hearing this, all the demons were shocked, repeating Sullivan's words,
"Next... Demon King candidate!?"
"That's right, it's my talented grandson, Lead."
"That's right, it's my young and passionate grandson, Reisberry."
At this time, the two were in Three Greats' Grandson lounge on the 333rd floor.
"Yahoo~ Nice to meet you~ I'm Reisberry," Reisberry said, looking at Lead opposite him.
Lead carefully scrutinized the young man in front of him.
"...What's with your chaotic attire? The invitation should have stated that formal wear is required."
"Oh, our school motto is 'Freedom,' after all. But these are all designer brands, super expensive~"
Lead retorted, "I never thought that such a noble Thirteen Crowns Gathering would invite such a wild monkey to participate."
Reisberry laughed at this, "Of course I'd be invited. After all, I'm the next Demon King."
"You can dream on. The next Demon King is me," Lead immediately retorted.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Iruma, who was yet again lost, knocked on the door, wanting to ask for directions.
"Huh? A waiter?"
"Well, that's perfect. Let him decide who among us is more suitable to be the Demon King."
"Then, of course, I also want to recommend a demon, but I'll recommend two. They're full of surprises and very interesting, the demons I've been looking forward to: my two grandsons, Shesi and Iruma."
And one of them was listening to the other two introduce themselves.
"Then, the topic 'Who is more suitable to be the Demon King' begins," Iruma said, waving the chess piece.
Lead spoke first, "I should be the one to become the Demon King."
At the Leviathan Academy, one of Three Greats, Madam Levi, serves as the principal of the underwater ship school (Author's note: Doesn't that mean you become a captain upon graduation? Hooray, I want to go, I want to be a captain too!). It emphasizes rules and prioritizes cultivating students of good character. At the entrance ceremony of the highly prestigious Leviathan, the principal's grandson caused an unprecedented incident. The freshman representative's speech, Levi Lead, was two hours late because he overslept... and then began a very ordinary speech. Although the Teachers naturally protested vehemently, he said, "I act according to my own rules, and in my rules, my sleep quality is more important than unfamiliar students."
He said these words to the Teachers.
After that, he became known for his arbitrary and brazen behavior, earning titles such as "Explosive," "Gatekeeper Killer," and "Guerrilla Sculptor."
And now everyone calls him "Commander."
Levi Lead, Student Captain and Commander of Leviathan.
"That is to say, I will not obey anyone's orders. Therefore, the rules of the future Netherworld should be set by me."
"Oh! What a tyrant!" Reisberry immediately said upon hearing this.
"Shut up, sea worm."
"Then it's my turn."
In the underground of the Western Netherworld, on the 66th floor of the high-rise academy, Gakapo, the principal is, of course, Belial.
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