"Just a small coincidence, huh? Your constant suspicion of others is really off-putting, isn't it? Why do you trust Fisher so implicitly?"
"Rubbish, Paimon! What on earth do you want? You surely weren't up to any good at the Phoenix banquet thousands of years ago either! But Fisher and Valentina are innocent. They shouldn't die, and if you dare lay a finger on them, I will..."
Cradling his chin, Paimon watched the fierce Emhardt before him and said softly with a smile,
"Are you threatening me?"
Emhardt, looking at the harmless, smiling Paimon before him, felt an eerie chill surge through his heart, causing his rigid body to weaken and nearly collapse to the ground, but the Paimon before him had already lightly extended a finger and lifted the limp Emhardt into the air.
Watching Emhardt as he seemed about to faint, Paimon waved his finger, sending him back into Fisher's arms, and shook his head with a smile,
