The Eternal Debauchery's

daemons and elves

The Daemon Empire.

Imphild Exzorse, the Prime General of the forces of the Daemon Empire, was currently sitting in front of the map, overseeing the distribution of his troops and the forces of the Arcadian Empire.

He remained that way for a while, in complete silence, as if plotting how to attack the empire in the coming invasion.

But his mind was interrupted by someone entering his tent.

"General, you have visitors."

"Who?" The general asked unhappily.

"… Them." The daemon carrying the message said with a complicated expression.

When the general saw that, he furrowed his brows for a while before nodding. "Send them in."

Two minutes later, two hooded men entered the tent and stared at the general.

"It's been a long time, General." Said one of the hooded men in a delicate voice that the general would be confused by the female voice if he did not know better.

"What are you doing here?" The general asked, not hiding his obvious displeasure.

"Why? I'm here to give you more information, of course. ” The hooded man then gives a stone to the general.

The general furrowed his brows. But after hesitating for a while, he grabbed the stone and sent a piece of mana into it.

Less than five seconds later, the information within the stone appeared in his mind.

Information on the plans of the Arcadian Empire, the distribution of its troops, and the important people on the front lines.

It even contained information about the whereabouts of one of the imperial princesses.

The information was so detailed that the general could not help but wonder how the people in front of him got it.

“What do you think, General? Is our information useful?”

“... As detailed as usual.”

"Good to hear. Well, now that we've given you the information, it's time for us to leave. ”

"… Wait a minute." The general stopped them suddenly before narrowing his eyes. "I want to know, why are you doing this?"

The hooded man laughed. "There's no excuse. We just want to help our allies.”

The general snorted with ridicule.

“... As if I would believe that nonsense. All right, lost from my sight. I don't like the presence of long-eared people.”

The hooded man chuckled, not at all offended by those common words. Then, he left the tent after a small bow.

Once he was alone in the tent again, the general frowned.

As expected, he could not trust the long-eared person.

But the general knew better.

He had lived for a long time, and he knew the elves thought that all the other races were under them.

In fact, if not for the current Arcadian Empire being in a chaotic situation and prone to attacks, he would rather attack the elves first before the humans.

However, he didn't mind it too much.

Once he brought down the Arcadian Empire to the ground and made its inhabitants slaves, the elves were next.

Because that is the duty that his gods have given him.

Humans did not know, and the elves did not know either, but this war was different from the previous war.

This is a holy war.

Extermination war.

To prepare for the arrival of a daemon god to this world.

…

At the same time, the two hooded men left the daemon camp, entered the nearby forest and advanced at rapid speed.

When they were sure no daemons were following them, one of the hooded men clicked his tongue.

“As expected, I hate the presence of these dirty monsters. Just inhaling the same air as they pollute my body.”

The other hooded man laughed. “This is a necessary sacrifice. Anyway, everything we do is for our purpose.”

“Yes, otherwise, I will die before calling trash like they are allies? They just deserve to be our slaves.”

“Stop talking about that. Where are we going next?”

“Of course, to the Arcadian Empire. We have already provided information to the daemons about the movement of humans. Now we need to provide information to humans about daemons. At the same time, we should start preparing for the upcoming civil war in the Arcadian Empire.”

The first elf laughed. "I wonder how they would react if they knew we were just messing with them."

“What is important? We just need to complete our mission. Burn the fires of war, escalate chaos, and fill the continent with death.

“Then we will feed the souls of millions of people who died to our trees.

“Thus, our race will finally achieve our biggest dream.”

Then, looking up at the sky, the elf spoke in a fanatical voice.

“We will become gods."

“We will rule this world."

“... We will live forever.”