Is there a bromance?
Looking at the Horned-Split Demon King who struggled and betrayed his soul belief for Brooks, Jack Clark felt an inexplicable déjà vu as if witnessing an intense stare-down between two passionate burly men.
Because the demon king's body was tall and sturdy, his appearance rough and fierce, even Jack Clark didn't consider the possibility of it being a "woman."
After all, even though Purgatory True Demons might look ferocious, the differences between males and females were still quite obvious. For instance, the Tarolia who had injured him with three slashes appeared to be a beauty with long purple hair and a figure that was explosively attractive.
Faced with the Horned-Split Demon King's earnest gaze, Brooks, feeling uncomfortable under the scrutiny, shook his head subconsciously, "Forget it, under the Divine Martial Emperor, just kill it."
"…Sure?" Jack Clark paused.
Brooks quickly said, "Just kidding, Your Excellency, please don't take offense."