章 910: LET TREVOR COOK (1)

OH.

Rufus noticed that the Ancient Devil's aura turned murderous after Hanna managed to escape with Gin.

It was a relief that his daughter was out of there now.

But he couldn't relax yet because Princess Neoma's frozen body was still there.

[I need to safely get Princess Neoma out of here even if it kills me.]

"You're the King of Hell, aren't you?" Rufus asked, then he added this to be polite: "Sir."

The King of Hell scoffed. "You can just call me 'Drystan.' I don't need a child to be overly polite to me."

[I'm not a child, though…]

He just kept it to himself because, for someone like the King of Hell, he knew he was nothing but a mere child. Moreover, it wasn't the right time to argue about that.

The Ancient Devil suddenly fell silent in the corner as if he was in deep thought.

Of course, none of them was foolish enough to attack the Ancient Devil because they wouldn't know if it was a trap or what.