The Taste Of Humiliation

FLASHBACK

Five years ago.

"Please help me, sir. Please give us some food," the refugees begged pitifully. Some of there were on their knees, kneeling and bowing down to Gregory, the Tenth demon lord. He sat cockily on his luxurious chair with his head held high up and one leg crossed over the other. "Guards, throw all these filthy refugees out. If any resists, kill them on spot."

"Yes , sir!" The guards forcefully dragged the refugees away. They beat up the ones who refused to go. They kicked a pregnant woman, causing her to miscarriage. It caused a huge commotion. But the guards showed no pity to the crying woman who now lost her baby. They continue to drag her away as she bleed. Daemon arrived and saw the scene.

"How bold of you to treat the refugees like trash! Do you know what crime you have committed!?" Daemon was angry. Mighell stood by his side.

"Crime? Oh! It's your majesty The Demon Emperor. Sorry for not greeting you earlier," Gregory pretended to be polite. But his wick