Hilbert felt that during this period, it would be best to consider things more from Gilbert's perspective when acting.
Today, for example, proved just how correct his earlier choice had been.
People really could not afford to slack off.
Moreover, his sense of tension had appeared suddenly. That feeling of every hair on his body standing on end had arisen only in that very instant.
It was very possible that Asmodeus had also been caught off guard by Delifus's utterly humiliating attack.
If he had been watching as a bystander, then even if Delifus had been killed outright by the counterattack, such a faint, hard-to-detect trace of aura would not have suddenly appeared.
That aura had truly been extremely faint. Hill estimated that even Glasya would have found it difficult to notice.
Only a Child of Nature like him, so sensitive to evil power that he missed nothing at all, could sense it.
Asmodeus had probably been startled as well.
That meant he might have arrived in this world only within the past few days, and the person he possessed was standing in Delifus's camp, taking that wing-slap alongside him.
The Lord of Hell's nature was to loathe unexpected attacks.
Hill had always remembered some of his legends: whenever he was startled, Asmodeus did not care whether the one who frightened him possessed any real destructive power. His first reaction was always to flee first.
Then he would turn back to investigate who had startled him.
Sometimes, he really was rather like the tiger in The Donkey of Qian.
Although he would still feast on its flesh in the end, before figuring out what exactly the other party was, he would never casually take a risk.
It was simply that, in the Multiverse, there were too few beings he did