"Ah! No! What is this? Save me!" Old Habel's sudden scream interrupted the dull, back-and-forth combat mode on the giant screen.
Ilsdahul, who was probing the undead using various methods, turned around in surprise... He did not want to head back to the Abyss just yet!
Hadn't he been protecting that foolish human mage quite well all this time?
However, the countless tiny white dandelion flowers appearing on Old Habel's body let the Demon Lord know what he had overlooked.
It was not as if he hadn't sensed the power of nature on this human mage.
Yet this old guy seemed quite capable of hoarding supplies, possessing all sorts of good things from Toril's gods... He still managed to taste the flavor of the Moon-Soul Potion.
Fortunately, Selûne's hostility toward the Evil Alignment was low. If it had been replaced with Lathander's Dawnlight potion, Ilsdahul would surely have thought that old guy wanted to poison him to death!
Furthermore, the High Knowledge Stone upon his head had always carried a faint aura of natural power as well.
Because of this, Ilsdahul hadn't paid it much attention.
The Demon Lord glanced unhappily at the half-elf Nature Mage opposite him and said in a muffled voice, "Half-elf. How much longer can this trinket live?
Are you making trouble for me?"
Leonard looked up at the massive Ilsdahul and asked with a calm expression, "Lord of the Balgura, it looks like you've been away from the Abyss for a long time. Are you not in a hurry to go back?
A few years ago, the Demon Prince's followers once appeared around here. Were they looking for you?"
Ilsdahul said indifferently, "Maybe!
Well, if I just went back like that, it truly would be a disgrace to Demogorgon's face.
You wouldn't believe that this