[Why have you crawled in here?]

The Demon Lord looked displeased, his expression different from when he faced other demons. Where he looked down on them, he showed a slight wariness toward the figure before him.

[It sounded like you were having a bit of trouble.]

Baal replied calmly, his gaze resting on Taesan.

[You kept going on and on about him. With all the chatter, how could I not get curious?]

A faint smile played on Baal’s face.

[So, I thought I’d drop by and meet him.]

[You.]

The Demon Lord’s face twisted.

The air grew heavy.

An intangible …