The king said with a serious gaze and fixed eyes watching: "You gave me many reasons, proofs, and even information, but you didn't give me two things. First, where are your allies you were bragging about? And second, what are your profits in this whole situation?"

The mysterious man smiled at the king of ghouls and responded: "About my allies...."

As he spoke, the heavy, ornate doors of the throne chamber creaked open. A group of shadowy figures entered, each exuding an aura of power and menace. The king of ghouls, renowned for his stoic demeanor, could not conceal his surprise at the sight of these formidable newcomers. They moved with a confidence that suggested they were no strangers to the dark and arcane.

The mysterious man continued, his voice steady and filled with a dark satisfaction: "They are our allies now, my king. These are the ones who stand with us in our cause. As for your second question, what do I stand to gain? It is simple: I seek the downfall, destruction, and complete eradication of the Demon Kingdom. Their very existence offends me, and their reign of terror must come to an end. My profit lies in their annihilation, and in the chaos that will follow, we shall rise to power."

The king of ghouls leaned back on his throne, contemplating the gravity of the mysterious man’s words. The weight of this new alliance and the audacious goal of obliterating the Demon Kingdom set his mind racing with the possibilities and perils that lay ahead.

The King smiled.