The most twisted and sick of laughter's bubbled up the Demon Lord's throat as he walked along, index finger and thumb twirling some of his dual-toned hair-- All the while smiling in such an overly casual and more-so pleased fashion before tossing his head to the taller individual walking beside him. His most loyal of servants, his right hand in this world he had complete control over: Dezember.
If anyone were efficient enough to not anger him and could still deal with his random mood swing, it certainly had to be him. And in a matter of speaking, maybe it was an honor to work so closely to someone so powerful and controlling-- But was it, really? Rchimedes was an odd individual, after all.
"That village didn't survive for very long, did it now?" A shame, really!! But there were some that just needed to be punished when they didn't listen their king. "Ah, but that definitely was fun...A fine way to retire for today, wouldn't you agree, Dezember?"