Bab 429: Corpse of Fire Wyvern Overlord

Stormhoof adjusted his posture so that he could flee if something goes wrong with the negotiations. 

Elder Skull chuckled when he saw the wary look of the muscular demon. He then let out a sigh as he recalled a certain figure from his memories. "We are indeed enemies. He was even the reason why I've become a wanderer. Surpassing him was my lifelong dream, but I no longer have the hope to do that. Markanen Torgrim died during the continental war more than fifty thousand years ago. My dream was buried alongside his death. Now, I'm only an ordinary old man who is studying necromancy." 

Stormhoof felt relieved in his heart when he realized that Elder Skull had no plans of attacking him. Although he was confident in his own skills, the old demon was giving him a dangerous vibe. He didn't dare think what would have happened if they ended up fighting. 

"Whatever my father has done to Elder Skull, please allow me to apologize on his behalf." Stormhoof said carefully.