The Slothful Queen

Chapter One, He the devil

Every inch of her body shakes in pure terror as she kneels before some of the most powerful beings to exist. Twelve council members sit upon high thrones watching and observing with cold judgmental gazes. How wouldn't they, she is nothing but a pile of meat on bones in front of them. Never had she thought that she would ever see a Devil, especially ones this powerful.

The spirit to submit and beg for mercy is irresistible, but she knows far too well that no amount of sucking up or begging would influence their decisions in any way. People like them are already used to people grovelling at their feet.

"Raise your arm," a member says with a voice filled with power and authority. She can tell the, because she is used to being controlled by one with a lot of it.

Ann raises her arm up as she is told, revealing a snake-like dark vein crawling around her wrist. Part of the reason she's here.

A flawless dark-haired man gives an unsatisfied stare. She can't help but part her lips slightly, amazed by how extraordinary his features are. Almost surreal with exquisite and flawless skin… In fact , they are all stunning. Possessing high, elegant and powerful demeanor. Like gods.

The worst of it all; her life is in their hands.

A thought crosses her mind as a reminder of how weak she really is compared to either of them. In her bones, she can feel the overwhelming power oozing out of every single one of them.

So this is the power of Devils.

For so long, she had only ever fought demons.

"That is the mark of Arga. He's turning Shifters now?" A woman says with displeasure.

"Arga and his ways. He should have been disposed decades ago."

"Bulimius, is this, thing, the reason you summoned us here, much more in the middle of war!"

The blue-haired man tightens his fist as he straightens his back, showing off that devil pride. "Believe me, this little thing has done much more than kryptors have ever in the progression of battle victory."

Ann suddenly feels the gazes of everyone in the room, making her heart shiver. Anyone in her shoes would have cracked into a pit of fear and run by now, yet she fights through it all, forcing a brave appearance. After all, she has survived years being looked at in the same way.

"This really is why you called for a meeting! I hope you know what you have done."

"She was responsible for the attack and conquer of Ri 21. She fed us the information about the movements of Earth's army when they would be most vulnerable."

The whole hall fell into silence.
"What?"

"I introduce, Ann Grether wolf general of the East. A high ranked soldier of the queen's army."

"What nonsense, you bring the Queen's arm to us!"

"Guards!"

Two masked giants appear beside Ann and grab her by the arm.

"Giver her a chance," Bulimius yells. "I can vouch for her."

"Bulimius, you are Rusuk of the fighters. I am most disappointed. You will surely be punished for embarrassing us before the—"

"Please give me a chance!" Ann yells, "I left my realm for this. No one wants to stop the queen of Earth, more than I do. You're my only hope. I have abandoned my post, I do not serve the queen anymore and my blood is half-demon. I swear to be loyal to you, I can be useful, I know many things; how many soldiers she has, her weapons, anything."