He must seize the time.
"Moli, Holan, we..."
But at that moment, his peripheral vision unexpectedly caught a faint silver flash on the waist of a female Enchanting Demon behind Mitra, until it disappeared into his eyes.
Fisher's attention was drawn by that fleeting silver flash, and he immediately looked over, only to find that it was just an iron box pinned at the waist of that Enchanting Demon.
Just as he was about to withdraw his gaze, something from his memory surged into his mind.
He turned his head towards that group of Enchanting Demons in disbelief and quickly walked over to the Enchanting Demon behind Mitra, tugging the iron box from her waist.
"Ah! Sir... this Gentleman..."
"Mr. Fischer?"
