"Get it? Nine. Nix."
"…"
No, they don't. They don't get it at all.
Solomon cleared his throat to interrupt.
"What she meant is that Nix could be written as Nine. Because of the numeral IX, which is equivalent to nine."
Nine nodded her head solemnly in agreement.
It is very genius of her if she says so.
Silence pervaded the room as four people stared at each other, unmoving and unresponsive.
"…"
"That sounds so fvcking lame--"
Solomon immediately elbowed Asmodeus but got hindered because of the armor, so he made him drop to his knees instead, using gravity magic. The latter was caught off guard and fell flat on the ground instantly.
"Damn human bastard…" Asmodeus groaned and countered the magic, but Solomon had more dominance than he had, so he could only struggle to not get himself flattened.
After a while though, Solomon released him. Asmodeus got up from the ground, seething.
Next chapter would be in a new volume! The Saintess is coming and The Hunt will be held~