Nuka kept his emotions tightly reined in, and Angel could not sense its thoughts through its emotions. As for reading its expression, that was even harder.
Angel truly could not tell what fluctuations a little white mouse's expression could possibly have.
Still, Nuka had not attacked him directly. At the very least, that meant he had muddled through for now?
Nuka did not exchange any more polite pleasantries and took its seat directly. Even after it sat down, the oppressive force around them did not diminish. Judging from the expressions of the other guests, they were clearly already accustomed to it. Perhaps this was simply Nuka's usual state?
Take the legendary wizard Angel had encountered—Frost. One could not truly feel any intense pressure from him, because Frost deliberately restrained his aura to avoid accidentally harming outsiders.
Frost's behavior was a choice born of his values.
But Nuka was not human, nor was it bound by humanity or morality. In the Nightmare Realm, where class antagonism itself was severe, it made sense that it would not restrain its own aura.
After all, to Nuka, this aura was as natural as breathing air was to humans. Frost's restraint of his aura, on the other hand, was a kind of shackle upon himself.
Once he understood this, Angel was able to let go of the oppressive surroundings. At the same time, he subconsciously stroked Spotty Dog.
Nuka also noticed Spotty Dog in Angel's arms. However, it said nothing. It merely glanced at the dog before withdrawing its gaze, as though everything before it were perfectly ordinary.
"Since everyone is here, when can we eat?" Perhaps having adapted to Nuka's pressure, Davaxia was no longer trembling as badly as before. It even had the mind to think about food. "Or do you want adorable