Banter

"The fight against the Demon King is in four days, Dumpy. The horned maniac is my problem, but until I take him down, I need you to hold back that overgrown lizard." Leo said, as the moment the initial pleasantries were over, he cut straight to the chase without wasting any more time.

However, as he spoke that sentence, Ben, who had been casually sipping on a health potion, nearly choked, spitting out his drink, as he looked at Leo in shock.

"What? You're fighting the Demon King in four days? When did you decide to do this? And have you absolutely lost your mind?!"

His shock was palpable. The sheer absurdity of what Leo had just announced sent his old bones trembling—not with fear, but with sheer frustration.

Ben was the only one Leo kept out of the loop on his intentions to fight the Demon King, as he knew that the old man would never approve of the idea.