Hilbert was not about to simply let a group of people wreak havoc over his head.
Although the Puppet Eagle had not continued attacking Delifus, it had never stopped watching them.
So when Delifus took out that beautiful Chaos Diamond, radiating seven-colored light, he was a little startled as well.
However, Hilbert's first reaction was to have the Flying Eagle focus on the Eighth-Circle Mages behind Delifus.
Although the pale-faced male Mage who had spoken earlier seemed suspicious, Hilbert felt that the other male Mage—the neatly dressed, rather delicate-looking one who had whispered something to him—was even more questionable.
How should he put it... Asmodeus's innate pride meant that even when possessing someone else, he would not ask questions in such a humble tone.
Of course, it was not that he could not do it. It depended on whether those people were worth it.
And whatever he was hiding on Delifus's side to see, it definitely had nothing to do with this pack of homeless dogs.
Asmodeus was not incapable of avoiding situations where he had to grovel before small fry. Hill did not think he would show up personally.
So that Eighth-Circle Mage—dressed even more cleanly and neatly than the female Mage beside him, who had been watching coldly all along, always hidden amid the crowd with someone standing in front of him to block Delifus's view... if Delifus turned around and wanted someone to do something, he would never be the first person Delifus saw—was more likely to be him.
In any case, Russell and Carpenter were both in absolutely safe places, and Hilbert himself certainly was not afraid of this so-called Chaos Diamond... Indeed, it could inflict tremendous harm on creations of order, but breaking his skin was simply impossible.
Unless it contained all of Demogorgon's hatred