Cabin was on the verge of tears, kneeling without even realizing it, staring up at the Lord. When the serpent king Banua had appeared, Cabin had felt a crisis of the most dire kind. A collusion between the wolf king Fenrix and the serpent king Banua. Having never left the Kron Mountain Range since childhood, Cabin was intimately familiar with the order of the Demon Realm. The species ruling each territory were supposed to have agreed to form absolutely no alliances, for the sake of the Demon Realm's order. Yet what had appeared before Cabin's eyes was unmistakably the king of serpents and master of sorcery, Banua. When one's life was at stake, what good were agreements and regulations? Seeing…