When Raine and Misari said they still chose Guy, Milim's face immediately fell.
Guy, standing to the side, showed no expression on his face, but inwardly, he could not have been happier.
"No, why? Why are you choosing Guy instead of me? What do you even see in him? Is it because he's a demon, because he's some freak, or because he doesn't pay you?"
Milim was still unwilling to accept it. It made no sense! The benefits on her side were so good—there was no reason they should not have chosen her!
Could Raine and Misari's brains be broken, unable to tell good from bad? Or had Guy, that demon, brainwashed them? No, that was not right. Raine and Misari were Primordial Demons too, so Guy could not brainwash them!
Milim did not understand. No matter how hard she thought about it, she could not figure it out.
"Hey, hey, hey, Milim. I admit I'm a demon, and I admit I don't pay wages, but what the hell is this 'freak' business? Don't resort to personal attacks just because you lost to me!"
Guy was feeling rather uncomfortable now. Fine, they chose him because he was a demon, and because he did not pay wages—he admitted both. He really was a demon, and he had never paid anyone. But what the hell was this "freak" thing? It did not sound like a good word.
"A freak?"
At the mention of that word, Milim looked at Guy with utter disgust. At first, she had not known what it meant, but after Rimuru explained it to her, she learned how terrifying such freaks were. Yes, even she, the Tyrant of Destruction, could not help feeling a chill down her spine.
Even Velzard, Raine, and Misari, standing nearby, were curious.
The word