Floating so distance away from Adrian, Damian remained seated lazily upon his throne while Rin stood near the armrest with its tails swaying behind it. Their voices stayed low enough that even with demonic hearing, the possessed man could not make out their words. Damian’s gaze remained fixed on Adrian the entire ti while his expression grew more thoughtful.
"Clearly he’s not one of the bounty hunters looking to claim my head," Damian said quietly while tapping the armrest with his fingers. "But I don’t think we gave him a very good impression. One wrong report and we beco a threat to all demons."
Rin nodded slowly.
It had arrived at the sa conclusion. Based on the demon’s words, Astaroth had not sent him as an assassin.
This was observation, nothing more. The Duke wanted information. He wanted to understand what kind of prince Damian had beco and that changed everything.
If Astaroth received a favorable report, it could discourage neutral Dukes from accepting Envy’s bounty. More importantly, if enough influential demons began viewing Damian as soone capable of opposing Sol, many would naturally protect him instead of hunting him.
Rin’s ears lowered slightly.
"We need a different approach," it decided after several monts. "We need to leave a good impression before sending him away."
Damian agreed but not completely. His eyes narrowed slightly as he thought of a larger problem Rin seed to have forgotten.
The issue was not Astaroth, the issue was soone else.
"If we make this move..." Damian spoke slowly while staring into the distance. "Wouldn’t we end up on the bad side of that man?"
Rin understood imdiately.
Sol!!!
That na alone made the situation feel impossible. Damian rubbed his temple with a frown. His thoughts had beco unpleasant lately.
The more he learned, the more complicated things beca.
"Even if we make demons like us more..." he muttered. "Wouldn’t that just make Envy more envious?"
Silence followed.
Even Rin revealed a bitter smile. For once the all-knowing fox looked helpless. There was no perfect answer.
If they wanted to avoid becoming a target, running and leaving Earth was the only option
But Damian would never agree to such. This was his ho and his birthplace. Rin understood that asking him to abandon all of it was impossible.
After a while it finally spoke.
"That man is too proud to beco a re rcenary for another demon."
Damian looked at it with surprise written all over his expression.
"Even if he wants to kill you, the mont he realizes another demon desires your death, he won’t act." Rin continued. "That’s how prideful he is."
Damian slowly relaxed. That ant Sol truly was not his imdiate problem.
At least not yet.
Unexpectedly Damian felt grateful towards that prince.
While he had never t Sol and everything he knew ca from stories told by a fox and the frightened reactions of others.
Yet sohow this unseen prince had beco one of the reasons he could still breathe comfortably.
Damian sighed.
His floating throne slowly descended until it landed gently a few ters before Adrian.
Without ceremony he waved his hand and the crushing pressure vanished. Adrian imdiately collapsed forward and coughed repeatedly while trying to steady himself.
"I apologize." Damian stared at him while speaking in a calm tone. "I thought you were among the demons sent to kill ."
His eyes however did not apologize. The demon blinked repeatedly as its eyes moved between Damian and Rin. It genuinely could not tell if this was an apology or a threat disguised as one.
Rin floated forward.
"My lord has suffered consecutive attacks after pardoning Duke Haborym’s surviving soldiers," it explained calmly. "We thought this was retaliation for showing rcy to outcasts."
The demon froze and his head slowly lifted.
"He... pardoned Duke Haborym’s legions?"
Rin nodded naturally and the demon’s mind shook. Because currently, the underworld believed sothing entirely different.
Rumors had spread already. Everyone said Duke Haborym died and his army died with him. They claid Damian’s wives slaughtered every survivor in revenge.
Honestly, most demons accepted the story imdiately. Everyone knew enough about Damian’s wives. They were known to be violent, possessive and reckless.
Yet this prince actually controlled his wives and spared them?
The demon looked at Damian again and sothing shifted. Not even Lin Qui had control over his wives. That’s why he spent most of his life doing damage control.
"The boy you inhabit belongs to an old enemy of mine. I didn’t expect to find a demon living inside him." Damian casually added.
The demon nodded quickly. Suddenly, everything made sense. Damian is a young prince without backing but surrounded by enemies, of course he would beco paranoid.
Any prince in his position would.
After thinking briefly, the demon spoke.
"Should I leave the body so you can kill him?"
Damian stared at it blankly for a few seconds and then suddenly laughed softly.
For so reason he found the answer hilarious.
"Relax." He shook his head. "You already ruined the mood."
"Besides... the Order of Moses is active around this region. You need that body if you don’t want to get caught and killed." he added casually and Rin nodded.
"My lord recently saved so of Duke Haborym’s soldiers from those priests. They have a Seed among them." Rin added quickly.
Buzz.
The demon’s entire body jolted as his eyes widened. Excitent quickly replaced fear.
"You an... a Seed exists on this planet?" His voice trembled.
The demon sounded like a man who just discovered oil in his backyard.
"Yes. But he belongs to the Commandnt of Piety and currently possesses Archangel Gilbert." Rin nodded.
Imdiately the demon’s expression changed. His excitent vanished and his brows furrowed.
A wasted Seed, that was unfortunate. Soone that far gone could no longer be recruited. He knew most likely, Astaroth would consider elimination instead.
Still this information was priceless and more than that the demon beca confused vecause Damian had no reason to tell him any of this. He expected hostility but sohow he saw sothing else.
Damian felt closer to Sol, yet also had a striking resemblance to Lin Qui.
To think the man he would find is one talented and bold enough to rival Sol, yet kind enough not to beco him.
Maybe... Just maybe this really was the prince everyone was waiting for.
Suddenly his thoughts stopped we his head snapped upward only to realized Damian and Rin were gone. Far away, he could see the throne flying across the night sky.
"They really didn’t kill ..." His mouth slowly opened.
Despite everything pointing toward this outco, yet surviving felt unbelievable. Truly this prince is God sent!
At this point, the demon’s thoughts drifted elsewhere.
’Lord Envy’s hunters had already started moving.’ His expression beca serious.
"I need to report to my lord imdiately." He concluded decisively.
anwhile Damian sat on his throne while flying through the skies with an annoyed face.
He ca here to kill Adrian. Instead, a random demon ruined everything. Now he had to act mature if not he would have torn both Adrian and that demon apart.
"Are you okay with Adrian surviving another day?" Rin glanced at him.
Damian stared ahead for a mont and then raised a brow.
"Do I have a choice?"
Rin smiled bitterly while Damian sighed and pulled out his phone. He dialed Twenty and the call connected instantly.
"Brother! You got him?" Twenty sounded excited.
Less than an hour had passed Damian left. If he was done this fast it ant they what ti for celebrations.
"Have your n withdraw." Damian looked ahead calmly.
Twenty choker instantly on his drink but Damian continued.
"The target is protected by an allied demon. The hunt is over."
"What?!" Twenty blurted
But Damian had already ended the call as the night swallowed the throne as it continued flying forward.
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