The Strongest Player is a Demon Lord

Forcing a Deal

[Plague River – Present Day]

A swamp kobold came towards Gerant with its eyes looking at the ground. The sovereign has been in a sour mood ever since he lost against Samira. Though it was nothing more than a clone that the manticore defeated, this still left a bad taste in the mouth of the blood ogre.

Gerant’s eyes gazed at a distance. It doesn’t even seem like he can see the swamp kobold that slowly came up to him. His pointing finger ticked at the side of his throne. A chair made of the skulls of monsters he killed and mutated using blood magic in order to turn the whole thing crimson. Making it an object of nightmares which, is perfect for any monster who wants to have a frightening looking throne.

Of course, this also had its effect on the swamp kobold whose legs began to shake. Though it still continued moving towards Gerant because there’s something that he needs to ask. A question that many of the monsters within the blood ogre’s domain are asking as well.

“Boss.” It began.

Ger