﻿\setgamedatatitle("Opening\nFormation of the Demon Lord Army ①")

\text("？？？")
――Silence.
\endtext

\text
A woman's voice brought a brief moment of quiet.
\endtext

\text
Beastly eyes gleamed brightly, their gaze burning
like scorching heat against the skin.
\endtext

\text
――The monsters―my comrades―who had spent the last three
days and nights drinking, singing, and dancing together,
now knelt and looked up at the woman.
\endtext

\text("？？？")
First, I must once again thank you. For believing in us,
and for gathering here today.
\endtext

\text("？？？")
If you hadn't come here...

\endtext

\text("？？？")
Risbell―enough with the formal talk.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
...Caym-sama. Yes, you're right.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Since you're all here, that means you refuse to accept
this world... am I right?
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Then follow me. I... the Demon Lord, will change your world.


\endtext

\text("Risbell")
This battle is not for revenge against those who drove
us underground and took everything from us!
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
This is a holy war to take back everything that was
stolen from us with our own hands!
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Let us reclaim our pride and dignity! And restore the
worldto how it should be!
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Here and now, I declare the formation of the Demon
Lord's Army!!
\endtext

\text
A unified roar shook Risbell's eardrums and the core of
her body, filling her with excitement.
\endtext

\text
――Just three days ago, they were nothing but a band
of monsters, but now they seemed like an army.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(Maybe... that was the real purpose of the feast?)

\endtext

\text("Caym")
Oh... these bastards are fired up.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
Yes. No matter what you say, Caym-sama, you're acting like
a proper Demon Lord.
\endtext

\text("Caym")
Hmph... I'm just in the mood, that's all.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(...He says that, but he actually looked like he was
having fun.)
\endtext

\text
The monsters gazed at them with envy, hope, and awe.

\endtext

\text
A sweet, intoxicating wine―a blend of superiority and
desire for control―that only those at the top can taste.
\endtext

\text
If this was enough to intoxicate Caym, then there was nothing
to complain about――.
\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(If he keeps fulfilling his role as Demon Lord like
this, that would be great...)
\endtext

\text
Caym, heir to King Hados... As she recalled his past actions,
Risbell almost let out a sigh.

\endtext

\text("Risbell")
(...Even so, I have no choice but to do this. There's
no turning back now.)
\endtext