The Goblin calling himself Arost was kicked into several somersaults, rolling a long way across the ground.
After finally steadying himself, the first thing he said was an outrageously sycophantic piece of flattery:
"Lord Kil'jaeden, what impeccable footwork!"
Sun Ying frowned, and that earlier feeling that something was off rose up in her again.
Though it was common knowledge that low-ranking demons fawned over high-ranking ones.
This Arost was being far too obsequious, wasn't he?
What kind of Goblin was this good at kissing up?
He was clearly a bootlicker that happened to look like a Goblin!
She had never thought low-ranking creatures like Goblins were this good at sucking up before...
"Hehe, among you lowly, filthy vermin, you've got the smoothest tongue."
Kil'jaeden spoke with disdain, but the smile on his face betrayed what he truly felt.
"Enough. I won't waste any more words on you."
"Come meet this lady. She is an honored guest of our Demon King!"
"She wishes to travel through the Holy Domain, see scenery she has never encountered in the outside world, and learn about the customs of our demon race."
"Find someone to serve as her guide, and make sure she is properly attended to!"
"Otherwise, you know what awaits you!"
Having said that, Kil'jaeden lazily released a trace of his aura.
Though there was absolutely no need to do so with low-ranking demons who obeyed his every word.
He still wanted to.
For no other reason, than to show off and enjoy himself.
The low-ranking demons cooperatively put on frightened expressions.
Arost, who had been kicked flying earlier, was even more exaggerated. He looked just like a stage actor fully immersed in his role, performing without a care for anyone around him.
Amid one shameless praise after another, Kil'jaeden left in satisfaction.