บท 148: Report to the Demon King

Valeria emerged from the swirling darkness into the grand hall of the Demon King's castle. 

At the far end of the hall sat the Demon King, his imposing form draped in a cloak as dark as the void itself. His throne, carved from obsidian and adorned with jagged, blood-red crystals, loomed above the rest of the chamber. His eyes, a piercing crimson, glowed from beneath his hood, tracking Valeria's every movement as she approached.

Valeria moved with purpose, her footsteps echoing in the vast chamber. Despite the weight of the rifles she had taken, her gait was steady. The dark magic that had swirled around her during her assault on the elven armory still lingered, crackling faintly in the air around her.