When Charles received the news, he awoke from his training as well.
Deep underground, surrounded by lava, Charles absorbed vast quantities of violent fire magic.
Upon receiving word that the Yugoloth caravan had arrived, Charles slowly opened his eyes.
With a breath, he stirred up a surge of violent magic.
He said slowly, "At last, at last they've come!"
His immense body rose to its feet, countless streams of scorching magma sliding down from him.
Crack! Crack!
Countless red glows around him were all high-purity fire magic.
Charles inhaled sharply, drawing the fire magic into his belly like a whirlwind.
The next moment, his body vanished from the underground training chamber and appeared in the great hall.
Inside the hall, several Greater Demons stood guard.
They lounged lazily—some crouched atop pillars, some sprawled on the ground, while others leaned against the columns.
Their gazes varied between curiosity and greed as they stared at the two Yugoloths in the center of the hall.
The two Yugoloths were Mark and the other one he had summoned, Saru.
Even surrounded by demons like this, Saru was not afraid.
Any Yugoloth who dared run a caravan in the Abyss was bound to be bold.
Saru even said quietly, "Why are these Greater Demons behaving so obediently in this hall?"
Mark replied, "Simple. Because their leader is an incomparably brutal and evil Greater Demon."
"Before that Greater Demon's orders, no Greater Demon would dare refuse."
As he spoke, Mark gestured ahead. There, a Balor lay sprawled on the ground with its limbs splayed wide. It was Zarlos.
He said, "Look at that demon. He's already at the peak of the Greater Demons, yet under the Greater Demon leader's command, he was told to guard this hall and forbidden to leave. Since then, he has never