"No, his current name, 'Arthur Sacredragon,' I believe the name on the devil's contract list should be this name, right?"
The Devil 666 stiffened.
"Arthur, Arthur Sacredragon, is it the Arthur Sacredragon I know?"
"The one reserved to become the Great Monarch of the Seventh Floor of Hell... that person?"
Ellie Miller retorted, "Is there a second person like that?"
The Devil: "..."
A soft 'bang' sounded, the devil transformed into black smoke, sank to the ground, and disappeared instantly.
He ran away.
Leangor waited for the sulfur smell in the air to completely dissipate before daring to speak, "So, does that mean they can drink rat blood too?"
"I suddenly want to try squashing a cockroach above, see what happens."
Ellie Miller: "..."
"It'll die." A spatial gate opened, and a black-haired devil with red eyes stepped out.
