At the picnic site.
Damn it, I took a small loss...
After finishing all the ingredients on hand.
As he watched the Lady of Pain sitting before him, utensils in hand, waiting for him to serve more food.
Orsaga, who had originally only intended to fleece someone while he was at it.
Underwent a slight shift in his mindset.
He had hunted geese all his life, only to finally get pecked by one.
Fortunately, his reserves were ample enough that this minor setback did nothing to dent them.
"This time, I'll treat you to some local specialties from our side..."
With that, he lightly swept the kitchen utensil in his hand, which resembled a table knife, through the air beside him. Countless translucent red runes, each as tiny as a speck of dust, instantly appeared!
They lingered in midair like a crimson radiance!
Then, using them as coordinates, Orsaga activated one of his innate abilities as an Abyss Demon!
It forcibly breached the barriers of spacetime, establishing a connection to a distant spacetime!
That ability was Demon Summon!
As a high-ranking Pureblood Abyss Demon, Orsaga could summon any Abyss Demon of a lower rank at will, calling forth an endless supply of low-level cannon fodder!
In fact.
As long as he was willing to pay the price, summoning Abyss Demons of his own rank, or even higher ones, was not impossible!
Thus, although activating this ability could lead to a whole series of bloody incidents—crooks double-crossing crooks, fellow countrymen greeting each other with a couple of point-blank gunshots, and so on.
This special ability still fully deserved its place as one of the most important abilities in the Abyss Demons' racial inheritance.
Used well.
It could easily turn a hopeless situation around.
As for using it badly...
Even an overwhelming