Knock! Knock! Knock!
It was almost noon. Mart was asleep, and Iristel, who was also fast asleep, was hugging him.
"Who's knocking on the door so loudly?" Mart wondered to himself as he carefully moved Iristel to one side.
-Wait a minute. -said Mart, who took a dark green short-sleeved shirt and black pants out of his demonic bag, put on some brown shoes, and approached the door to open it.
After opening the door, Mart saw a demon over two meters tall, with a firm and imposing gaze, eyes whose orange irises seemed to contain the power of an unrelenting fire, an athletic body, reddish skin, two dark red horns on either side of his forehead, reddish hair, and a short beard. He was dressed in a black uniform with red and gold trim.
Mart looked at the uniform, specifically the emblem on the right side of the chest.
