A demon's oath did have some real binding power—not that it had none, but it was hardly strong.
After all, these fellows could even toy around with their own true names, the things most precious to them.
Even Hachiwote, who had once held their true names, had ultimately been betrayed from behind by them and met his death.
So under such circumstances, Charles did not place much trust in Anog's oath.
Anog had also sworn casually. In his heart, he had already recalculated how he would break the oath afterward.
Once Charles saw Anog finish swearing, he casually tossed the potion out of the wizard tower.
He did not even intend to leave the wizard tower to hand over the potion.
Seeing this, Anog said with a smile, "Look at you. I've already sworn an oath, yet you still don't trust me. Why is that?"
With a casual gesture, he caught the potion Charles had thrown out in his hand.
Charles said, "The best way to stop you from breaking an oath is, naturally, to give you no chance to break it."
At those words, Anog laughed wildly several times, then opened the potion bottle and sniffed the scent within.
He greedily closed his eyes and sighed. "What good stuff!"
"Prepare another five bottles for me!"
Charles shook his head. "The resources needed to brew this potion are very precious."
"If you want it, then you can only trade something for it."
Anog asked with a sinister grin, "Is this how you bargain with someone who is about to become an Abyss Grand Lord?"
Charles shook his head. "Even if you have already become an Abyss Grand Lord, the resources needed to brew this potion are still necessary."
"Potions do not appear out of thin air. They need resources."
Anog