Chapitre 61: Trust your Demon Lord to create a conspiracy on his own

"Is there a stone cliff of something here?" I asked the girls during a late breakfast one day.

Zia dropped her utensil and asked me back in a stutter. "W-what would you do with a stone cliff"

"Not jump off it, I'm sure," I responded with a smirk, but when Angwi came to me, tilting her head, and gave me a piercing gaze, I had to stop being mischievous and added swiftly. "I swear!"

Why...did I feel like they saw me as suicidal? I never did anything even remotely close to that. As if it wasn't enough that they treated me like fragile glass!

Crossing my arms in front of my chest, I huffed in annoyance. "I just want a place to train."

With a collective 'aah' from Zia and the maid golems, peace came back to the dining table. Angwi patted my shoulder, and Zia picked up her spoon again. "But why do you need a cliff to train?"

"Well, it doesn't need to be a cliff, just somewhere rather barren in case I end up destroying things," I shrugged.