Chapter 234: City of Dantalian (2)

Houses of black stones and trees rose from the ground. With no trace of rhyme or reason in their structure, with one step we would enter a house and with another be in the middle of the street. Demons of all kinds, though mostly humanoids, strutted about the place and conversed with each other in their quack language.

A few eyed us weirdly, but no one seemed to find us suspicious.

Unlike the other demons, Dantalian didn't rule over an entire country, but just this city. In return this city had become one of the most important places in all of hell with every end of commerce blooming from here.

"That Dantalian is strangely talented," muttered Noa. Her hair was still tied up in the bun I had made and the horns we had stolen neatly perked up from her head, stuck to it with my psychokinesis.

"While it is true, the other demons are all idiots," Titania said.

Acting like we were meant to be here was the best course of action.

Anyone here could be Dantalian.