�how is it?�order one�I�ll make it cheaper.�ok�?�

The mouth was smiling, but the hostility in the demon�s eyes was as if it were dealing with an enemy.

That was enough for Ryan.

�I�ll make it quietly.�

As she turned to the merchant while clutching the handle of her great sword, Sirone stopped her.

�are you okay.�You say that, but you won�t attack me.�It�s just a provocation.�

The demon exhaled, exposing its fangs.

�Fuck away!�Yahweh!�

As he spat and hissed, the veins in Lian�s neck stood up.

�I�m still pissed off.�

�Because I am the one the demons hate the most.�You can�t stay in the city when you�re this excited.�

Rian, who wanted to let Sirone rest for a day, calmed down.�Sirone pointed to the restaurant�s sign.

�Are you hungry anyway?�Let�s eat something first.�I need to hear where the Grand Duke lives.�

�I�m a bit hungry, but����It was to the point of hunger.

�Haha, then let�s go to that restaurant.�It�s my first time actually going in, but it�s still worth eating.�

Ryan looked up at the sign.

Something was written in the language of the demons, and a human arm was hanging and beckoning.

I hope so.�

�Come on!�Paromedon Restaurant����huh�?�

Paromedon, the owner of the restaurant, opened the door and looked at the two humans entering.

Human form wherever you look.

More than anything else, the moment I met Sirone, a terrible disgust surged from the depths of my heart.

�Yahweh?���

The demons know.

From the state of pure demon, where is one�s essence and what one rejects?

The noisy restaurant became quiet and the eyes of the demons who were eating were focused on them.

�I�ll choke before I even eat.�

Since there is no place in Hell that welcomes Sirone anyway, shamelessness was the survival strategy.

�Here are the two of you.�

When I sat down at the table in the middle, Lian thumped his butt across from me. JrNovels.com