Dungeon Of Pride, Laplace

While Simon was looking around gathering information, a group of three demons came near him. The man in front seemed like the leader of the trio. He was wearing a suit that screamed they were expensive. His short black hair reached up to his shoulders and his pair of red eyes contained a tinge of haughtiness. The two men behind were decked in similar clothing as him. While he was observing them the trio was also observing him. After a while, the man in front introduced himself.

"Im Gelgar a Demon Viscount. I have never seen you in the previous gatherings, you must be a newborn demon."

"Yeah, I was born a month back. I'm Simon a Demon Baron."

Demons unlike humans can also be born by the ample manas in the world. Demons born like that are always low ranked and are looked down upon by those birthed by proper high-ranked demons.

"You fool, you should bow your head when speaking towards sir Gelgar." The man behind Gelgar's right barked out. "It's alright Mike, there are always demons that do not know their place," Gelgar said as he raised his hand towards the man called Mike preventing him from saying anything more.

The words that came out of Gelgar's mouth were filled with mockery that annoyed Simon a little bit but he chose to ignore them. After a short while, many Demon Archdukes started appearing. Their mere presence was enough to display that they were on a completely different level than those present here.

When Simon looked at them, a primal fear that originated from his bloodline made him aware of the vast difference between them. Even when restrained, each of them exuded a tyrannic aura that made everybody present in the banquet silent. They went in front of the hall and sat comfortably on the elegant seats reserved for them.

After seeing quite a number of Demon Archdukes gather. Five Demon Archdukes rose from their seats and addressed the crowd.

"Everyone I'm very pleased to see quite a number of you gather today and would like to show my gratitude by starting this banquet..." the man in the middle spoke for the rest of the group and went on and on with his words addressing the crowd. Simon had no interest in his speech so he focused his attention on the food.

"I guess a lowborn demon baron like you does not know who that exalted person is. He is lord Gareth one of the supreme Demon Archdukes and also the host for today's banquet." Seeing Simon's disinterest Gelgar couldn't help but speak out, his voice contained extreme reverence. The man he pointed out was the one who was giving the speech.

Gareth looked like a middle-aged man with short black hair with some whites mixed in between. He had scarlet red eyes and some wrinkles around the corner. His handsome face still retained some youthfulness and decked with luxurious clothes that matched his presence.

"It is rumored that he had lived for more than six thousand years and had survived the Second Apex War. The man to his immediate right is lord Boros and the man next to him is sir Agares. To sir Gareth's left is lord Orca and lord Goliath." Gelgar went on and on with his monologue.

Simon silently listened to this new information. The man named Boros was a fairly handsome man with curly brown hair, a crafty-looking face, and a pair of green eyes. Looking at his face reminded him of a snake.

Agares had flaming red hair and a pair of matching red clothes, his entire being was giving off a wild unbridled aura.