Chapter 229: Wake up, my Demon

Upon hearing what Voralith had said, Dante's heart pounded like a nuclear bomb, his eyes glowing red with fury as he began to process her words.

"You've got to be kidding me, right? Why didn't you tell me about this sooner?" Dante said, his anger directed at Voralith. He knew deep down it wasn't her fault—who could have predicted such a sudden turn of events?

"And that damn succubus, why didn't she say she needed energy?! She could have just asked, and I would have sent her to the tenth layer of hell to recover! Imprudent woman!" Dante was visibly furious, but Voralith remained silent. She knew it was pointless to argue.