"Hey! Don't casually damage Michail's collection!" Ackman said, but in reality, he was stuck firmly to the demon lord's chair, not moving at all. Ackman wondered why Leny, who was usually called so casually, suddenly got mad today. "Are you crazy? Stop it, Leny!"

"I said, don't call me Leny!" Leny's pressure as a succubus prevented Leny from easily snatching the throne from her hands. She gritted her teeth and expanded her six wings, which suddenly grew many times larger than the size of an adult's forearm. The expanded black feathers emitted a terrifying aura. The six wings fluttered, and the powerful wind caused the marble under the throne to crack. "From now on, only Michail can call me by the name Leny!"

"Huh?! What's gotten into you today?" Ackman, unwilling to show weakness, spread his huge bat wings behind him and waved them in the opposite direction of Leny. "You've been hogging Michail's seat for a long time, isn't it my turn?"

"No!" Leny gritted her teeth and channeled her immense demonic power into her six wings. She was a fallen angel with six wings, and her flying ability was unparalleled by demons. "Today, the Demon Lord is Leny's! And the future Demon Lord will also be Leny's!"

The strong wind roared, and the hall was already in a mess with various bottles and jars collected by the demon lord scattered on the floor. The strongest fallen angel of the angel race in the Kalam Continent and the strongest succubus of the demon race fought fiercely to seize the demon lord's throne.

Crack-

Compared to the pressure given by the opponent, this crisp sound of breaking was like thunder.

Both of them suddenly froze in their actions.

The great ruler of the Kalam Continent, the esteemed Demon Lord, had his throne shattered!

"...," The two of them looked at each other, each holding half of the throne in their hands. Black ashes continuously fell from the crack in the throne.

"...Leny, your angel healing magic is very strong, right? Can't we save the demon lord's throne...?!"

Leny's wings visibly shrank at a rapid speed and returned to their original size. Only then did Leny slowly place the half of the skeleton she was holding on the ground. "What a joke, healing magic is not the same as repair magic, big sister..."

"Big sister? You're calling me big sister!" Ackman stomped her foot in anger. "By age, you're even older than me by a few hundred years, right?!"

In the end, they were still women. The topic of the shattered throne mysteriously led to a discussion about age.

Leny sat on the ground with a pouting face, her hands on her waist.

Ackman, who looked childish but had actually lived for tens of thousands of years, was rendered speechless by Leny's behavior.

"I mean, did the Demon Lord come to this otherworld to rule it or destroy it? Did you even clarify that?" Abandoning her annoyed look, Ackman regained her elegance. The succubus's long tail stood up again, and the tip of her tail swayed slightly. If there were any men present, they would undoubtedly be fascinated by this presence.

With chubby cheeks, Leny picked up the broken pieces of the throne and tried to put them back together. Of course, it was all in vain. There was no way to reshape the bones that the Demon Lord had condensed.

"Hey!" Ackman raised her voice, appearing rarely impatient for an elegant succubus. "Are you even listening!?"

Even with the attached spell, the pieces put together would still fall apart, and Leny made a low hum. Then she thought of something and smiled to herself, "Come to think of it, today Michail also sent me to the underworld to kill several thousand people."

Thinking back to the pile of greenish giants, Leny rubbed her hands in disgust.

Facing Leny's teasing, Ackman didn't mind, after all, the Demon Lord actually contacted her today. She flicked her tail and started to think seriously, "So, it can be concluded that the Demon Lord holds a hostile attitude towards this otherworld. Otherwise, there wouldn't be a massacre as soon as he arrived."

Leny neither confirmed nor denied it. The term "Demon Lord" was used to describe the highest ruler of the world, and it was natural for Michail to rule this otherworld for all the inhabitants of the underworld.

The crimson unique to demons flashed in Ackman's eyes. After careful thought, she already had an answer in her heart.

"Leny, about the matter of the shattered throne, I have come up with a way to make amends."