Asmodeus stepped out of his tent and gazed at the growing city beneath him, the people working hard to create a home for themselves. 'They should arrive in a few hours.' He allowed the women to leave with a small force of demon knights so the other nations would become more accepting of his future kingdom.
"After all, if I save them now... can they deny our kingdom's formation?"
"My Lord!" A demon knight knelt on the wall, her fist pressed against the cold stone.
"What's the matter?"
He didn't need to ask, but watching his people brought a sense of fulfilment to Asmodeus, who noticed the girl was a Fuuka.
A girl from his world, yet her change was so drastic it shocked him.
No longer the arrogant daughter of a police chief, instead a battle-hardened warrior who loved the blade and stuck beside him ever since they left the city.
