"Emily, do you know what a demon's biggest weakness is?"
"What is it?"
Lette smiled slightly, "It's not being very united. Especially when there's a conflict of interest.
They'll undermine each other, expose each other's faults, even plot against one another in secret.
Sometimes they get so caught up in their infighting that they forget the employer is even there."
In the previously quiet farmhouse yard, a group of demons argued like mad ducks. With their fierce expressions, red faces, and thick necks, they had long forgotten about manners and decorum.
Some of them, who had worse relationships, even started pulling at each other. The scene was so chaotic that it was unbearable to watch.
Emily watched thoughtfully, "So, what that demon said about you single-handedly facing twelve Upper Demons..."
"Initially, it was indeed one against twelve, but I found some opportunities and succeeded in sowing discord among them.
By the end, everyone was just fighting their own battles."
