"So powerful?"
Romais clearly had no idea Constantine was bragging. He asked, "Can you really help me deal with that Demon King and return my life to normal?"
"You mean normal as in continuing to be a crooked lawyer and hurt people?"
Constantine sneered. Before coming here, Wade had given him Romais's detailed file, so he knew what this bastard had done. His opinion on it was that it was merely average, nowhere near as bad as himself.
"How is that hurting people? Helping clients win lawsuits is a lawyer's basic moral duty..."
Romais's face turned red as he launched into an endless defense of himself, saying things like, "When lawyers do bad things, it doesn't count as hurting people," and "professional ethics," things no one could understand, making Constantine burst out laughing.
"You're worse than me. I'm not a good person, and I admit it. You're not a good person either, but you even deceive yourself."
Constantine said, "But that doesn't matter. I promise you, once this is over, your life will return to peace. And I'll make that old bastard pay."
"All right, then. Thank you for your help."
Romais let out a breath and chose to agree to Constantine's offer. After all, he really had no choice. He only hoped he would not regret this decision.
As Romais agreed, Constantine began taking over his body. Since the Demon King had infused Romais with a massive amount of magic power, he could not move and could only remain there, waiting for his Demon Bloodline to awaken before completely fusing with that magic power.
Romais had absolutely no way to handle this, but who was Constantine? Hell's number one scoundrel—cough, cough, wrong. He was a famous magician in the DC Universe.
Constantine easily brought the magic power inside his