Liora had probably intended to send her flying, but the Demon King didn't budge at all.
The Demon King stood still, her face stomped by Liora's shoe, still wearing a full smile.
Everyone, except Geese who was desperately bombing away, was at a loss for words. The devastated trees swayed in the wind, oddly memorable.
In this strange atmosphere, the giant Helmut raised his voice angrily.
"Hmph, that lunatic! To kick the Demon King in the face! Such bravery! Just as expected from the one who defeated me."
Is that really okay, though? In a workplace where subordinates rejoice after seeing their boss's face stepped on, one might wonder if it's a terrible black company or an unexpectedly great white company.
Still smiling widely, the Demon King glanced sideways at Liora. After a few moments of silence, the Demon King's smile deepened further.
Her red eyes turned a dark, blood-red color.