Ty reflected on the Demon King’s plans.
"I have an endless amount of questions," he began, curiosity and concern in his voice. "But I suppose some of the most pertinent ones revolve around the Angelic Race. We still don’t know their next move. Are they aware of my soul changing?
They might even attempt to come here."
The Demon King acknowledged Ty’s thoughtful consideration of these complex issues. His following response held a note of approval as he appreciated Ty’s strategic thinking.
"That’s a good question," the Demon King replied, his tone conveying a sense of gratitude for Ty’s foresight.
"I’m glad that you are thinking about these advanced issues and how they relate to everything. However, tending you to this planet will serve as a safeguard."
"If they do come here, they will fail to find you. I will place a mask on your soul, helping it disguise itself as an ordinary one. Their methods of detecting souls are powerful, but this disguise should block them."
Ty absorbed the information about the cloak on his soul and nodded in understanding. His soul would remain inconspicuous until revealing its true nature became necessary.
The assurance that the cloak would protect him from detection offered him a degree of comfort.
With that question answered Ty’s curiosity shifted to understanding how his soul had remained undetected up to this point.
However, before he was about to voice his inquiry, the doors swung open, followed by Todd entering the room.
Todd was carrying a large sack adorned with green and blue, and it was held together by a string in his right hand.
Ty stared at the sack, wondering what might be inside and how it connected to their plans.
"All ready to go, boss man," Todd announced confidently, displaying his readiness for what was about to come.
Turning his attention to Todd’s unexpected presence in the mission, Ty asked, "I see, Todd. You sure woke up quickly. What do you mean you’re coming with me? Not that I mind the company, but it’s surprising."
Todd explained his reasoning with a thoughtful tone, "I think it’s important that you go with someone with whom you’ve been familiar with to ensure that you don’t lose your way too much while you’re down there."
Ty considered this point and nodded in acknowledgement. The idea of having a familiar face by his side was indeed reassuring.
However, Ty’s inquisitiveness persisted, and he questioned the Demon King’s choice of not sending one of his stronger warriors.
"But why send me instead of one of your twelve stronger warriors to retrieve the weapon? They are clearly more powerful than me and capable of doing the task with ease."
With a slight chuckle, the Demon King responded while emphasizing the personal nature of this mission. "This is your endeavor, one that I signed a contract to help you with. I won’t directly burden any of them with this task.
Besides, I believe this place can assist you in growing stronger for any future battles you may need to face."
"Head over to departure room #232, and I’ll meet you there shortly before sending you off. I have a few matters to attend to beforehand," the Demon King instructed.
Nana shot up from her chair and shouted, "Mr. Demon King, sir! I request that you allow me to go with Ty! Both these two are idiots and will surely get sidetracked while they are on the planet!"
Ty blinked and jested, "Oh, sorry, Nana. I must have forgotten you were here for a moment."
With her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, Nana retorted, "Once this curse is fully over, I’ll probably be taller than you!"
A bit perplexed, Ty was about to respond when the Demon King abruptly cut both of them off as he commanded, "Silence, both of you."
Placing a hand under his chin, the Demon King continued, "I do like the idea. I believe going to this place will provide you with plenty of experiences to grow stronger.
Though you must try not to die; I have enjoyed your presence around here, and that makeshift arm would be hard to replicate again."
With her eyes gleaming with joy, Nana clenched her fist and shouted, "Yes, Sir, I won’t let you down!" Saying that she rushed out of the room.
"I assume she’s heading for the departure room," Todd stated with a sheepish laugh.
"She was always trying to serve someone she felt was strong so she would never be afraid, though it led her down a bad path back then, but I’m glad to see her coming back to life in her own way," Todd continued.
"You’ll have to tell me about that curse sometime," Ty remarked.
"Sure, sure," Todd responded as they made their way out of the Demon King’s room. Both of them thanked him for his time to which he responded by giving a slight nod before the door came to a resounding thud.
Moments passed after the Demon King settled behind his desk, his thoughts swirling as he contemplated his next course of action.
In the midst of his thoughts, a portal materialized behind him, emitting a shimmering golden aura.
It was as if a gateway to another realm had opened within his very chambers.
From within this portal, a commanding voice resonated, breaking the silence of the room.
The voice belonged to none other than the Vampire King, and his tone made it clear that he already knew about the Demon King’s ambitious plans.
"You have some grand plan for him, don’t you?" The Vampire King’s voice was laced with a playful undertone, bringing a slight smirk to the Demon King’s face.
"I do, Vampire King," the Demon King replied, acknowledging the truth of the matter. "But your lord isn’t making it easy for me."
The Vampire King agreed, nodding sagely.
"Very well," he responded, acknowledging the complexity of the situation. "We shall delve deeper into these plans once I have resolved certain pressing matters here and when we convene for our scheduled meeting."
With those words from the Vampire King, the portal swiftly closed just as it had appeared before dissipating the intense energy that had enveloped the room.
Alone once again, the Demon King mutters aloud, reflecting on the remarkable opportunity that lay before him.
"To think that I’d have the chance to bring up a reaper," he mused, his voice tinged with intrigue and contemplation of the unforeseen possibilities that awaited him.