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... p> The Seventh Demon Lord sat on his throne, lost in thought.
Lesser and greater demons carefully massaged his shoulders and back, and a Demon Lord, wanting to curry favor, presented him with his favorite sweet melons stolen from the elves.
But now, the once crisp and sweet melon tasted like wax in his mouth.
Thinking of Samael’s words before being thrown into the palace to endure the elves’ torment, his mood grew increasingly irritable.
The entire palace was fill ...
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