บท 101: Replacement

"Lady Narilia, someone is here to see you." A low ranked demoness who was also Narilia's handmaiden reported. She had just finished getting dressed. She looked into the mirror to meet the reflection of her handmaiden.

"Who is tired of living?" She asked without turning as she brushed her hair.

"It's someone from the North. He looks like a god." Eres reported.

Narilia's lips twitched. She placed her hairbrush on the vanity and turned. "Huh. He is definitely not leaving the underworld."

Eres shuddered at her words. Her implication was that she would kill the god. It was not surprising. The god had the guts to make an appearance in the underworld and ask for the future queen of the underworld. He must be ready for his death.