"W—what?!"
Surprised didn't even begin to describe the emotion welling up within the young Demon King—It was so strong that he lost his composure.
"How valid is your information?" He asked, looking in Legris' direction with a tight scowl.
The human he spoke to shrugged casually.
"So, you're willing to believe what happened to the Elves and not the situation with the humans? That sounds like bias, doesn't it?"
True, Abellion was acting immature at the moment—refusing to believe one side of the information he was given. However, in the Demon King's defense—
"But, that's absurd! It hasn't even been a whole day yet since they have had contact with the humans!"
"Well, I have merely told you the facts. What you choose to do with the information I have provided is entirely up to you. After all… this isn't 'our' war."
Legris Damien was simply implying that it was the Demon Race who was engaged in warfare. His organization was simply aiding based on their relationship as partners.