"Lord Zaratul". Theodore immediately bowed in a respectful manner.
BADUMP! BADUMP!
His heart was already beating fast and hammering hard against his chest.
On one hand, he was scared that Lord Zaratul was finally done toying with him and would finally show his true colors now, torturing him like an animal before killing him in cold-blood in the most ruthless manner possible.
Despite everything that he had already seen, he simply couldn't help his nature that had been cultivated for over 2 decades of living.
His inferiority complex and pessimistic nature raised its head like a monster, filling him with anxiety and fear.
And on the other hand, he could not help but be slightly optimistic.
He remembered that the Demon Lord said he was going to specifically take him to a mission, he wondered if it was time.
But he still felt scared and inadequate. 'How do I even measure up to a warrior on Lord Zaratul's caliber?'
