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The knowledge of demon genetics wasn't new to Alex, as Asmodea had already enlightened him about it.

Asmodea had explained that every child born to a Ruler of Sin would be a demon of the same colour as their parent. Therefore, Alex deduced that Azail's variety must have been a dark demon.

Anticipating the pattern of Batibat's introductions, Alex chose to refrain from answering Batibat's question and instead focused on the next guest.

As expected, Batibat moved on to introduce the next visitor without waiting for a response from Alex.

The next person introduced was Abrial, the leader of the Third District and the Daughter of Lust.

"My grandfather would never go with someone who was not deserving. I have been looking forward to our meeting." When Abrial spoke, she mentioned her grandfather and how he only associated with deserving individuals.

She also expressed her excitement about meeting Alex. After her brief statement, Abrial took a small bow and returned to her seat.

Alex remembered that like her brother Azail, Abrial was also a dark demon, indicating that she was born to a Ruler of Sin of the same colour.

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Alex was surprised to see someone like Azazel, who represented the Fallen Angels. Azazel stood up and gave a short nod, indicating that he was not one to display reverence to anyone. Alex couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by Azazel's presence.

Aureal, on the other hand, was more composed and confident as she addressed Azazel.

"If it's not too much trouble, I have a request for you, but I understand if it can wait," she said, studying Azazel closely to gain insight into his character.

Alex recalled Asmodea telling him about the Fallen Angels, how they were once considered among the most powerful and feared beings in the Land of Lust, and how they fell from grace after defying the Rulers of Sin.

He wondered what sort of request Aureal had for Azazel, and whether it would be within his power to grant it.

Both Alex and Aureal were intrigued by what kind of demon Azazel is, the representative of the Fallen Angels, had to make.

They watched as he nodded briefly and gave off an air of indifference, indicating that he was not the type to show devotion to anyone.

Aureal couldn't help but study Azazel, trying to understand what kind of person her kin would be dealing with. He had black wings like her and white hair that contrasted with his tan complexion.

When one thinks of a typical Fallen Angel, Azazel fit the mental image perfectly, down to the details of his black and white robes.

After acknowledging the request, Azazel assured Aureal that he would listen to anything she had to say once the introductions were over.

Alex couldn't help but feel intrigued by this enigmatic figure, wondering what kind of request he would make and what kind of response he would receive.

As Azazel finished, the attention of the gathering shifted to Batibat, who announced the next visitor. "Ambassador from the Grounds of Gluttony, Eereio," he said.

Alex turned his gaze towards the newcomer, who was rather distinct in appearance. Eereio had a bulky frame that made him stand out from the other attendees.

He appeared to be covered in some kind of oily substance that shone like a diamond in the light. The ambassador rose from his seat and approached Alex, who was visibly intrigued.

"It is an honour to meet you, Lord of Lust," Eereio said in a deep, booming voice. "I bring with me the greetings and good wishes of the Grounds of Gluttony."

Alex nodded, impressed by Eereio's imposing figure. "It's good to have you here, Ambassador Eereio," he replied.

"The General of Gluttony sends his warm greetings to you and wishes you a future filled with calm," announced Eereio, the Ambassador from the Grounds of Gluttony.

He pointed to a wooden box sitting on a nearby table and continued, "He has also sent you a present in the form of a bottle of wine selected personally from his cellar. It's a rare vintage from the human world that dates back to 1737. The General suggests that you can do whatever you want with it - drink it all at once, savor it slowly, or even throw it away if you wish."

Alex raised an eyebrow in surprise at the extravagant gift, but remained composed. "I appreciate the General's kind gesture," he responded with a polite nod. "Please convey my gratitude to him."

Eereio gave a deep bow before taking his seat. The atmosphere in the room seemed to shift as the guests pondered the value of such a rare wine and the motivations behind the General's gift.

"Thank you very much, but I'm not going to do anything with it just yet." Alex finally spoke, breaking his silence since joining the gathering, and addressing someone he didn't know. He wasn't sure what to make of the wine yet, and he didn't want to make any hasty decisions.

Batibat acknowledged Alex's response with a nod to one of the servant, who promptly approached the wooden box and retrieved it from the room.

Alex wondered where the server was taking the wine, but he didn't dare ask. He didn't want to seem rude or ungrateful for the General of Gluttony's gift.

Batibat shifted his attention to the next visitor, who was introduced as "Ambassador from the Plains of Pride, Gaolor."

Gaolor spoke in a deep voice, "I bring greetings from the Princess of the Plains of Pride. She wishes to convey her respects and hopes that you are enjoying this gathering, Lord of Lust. Furthermore, she wishes to express her wishes that her daughter, Nyssa, will live up to your expectations."

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