Bab 120: Chapter 120 Flowers Apostle (Part 1)

"Oh, my dear little one, don't be nervous."

Lordan spread his arms, shworing that Vielsia didn't need to be so wary of him. He had no hostility.

"You and I have both suffered betrayal from the same person. Miss Vielsia, don't you yearn for revenge?"

The Wicked Demon persuaded her patiently.

Ever since his projection was slain by Reji, Lordan immediately understood the Demon King's determination to eliminate him, especially since he "happened" to be carrying the Saving Relic from the Empire's Sage, which he had taken from the human envoy.

Now even if he made excuses, he couldn't explain it clearly.

So the Wicked Demon didn't hesitate at all and immediately dragged his seriously injured real body to escape from the Chaos Rift.

As for the Wicked Demon clan, it didn't matter. As long as he could live, that was enough.

As long as Lordan existed, using other races to recreate as many Wicked Demons as he wanted was an easy matter.