"Take your respect."
Verc inched closer to Morcant as the crimson demon said that.
Morcant laid his arm bare to Verc with a smile on his face, he even pulled back his sleeve.
"You're agreeing rather fast to this."
Verc said, looking at Morcant's arm.
"Haha, you think so?"
Morcant replied with a carefree smile. Though, behind that smile was a wicked personality.
Of course he finds it suspicious that Verc accepted his invitation easily, but he's just confident.
Confident that even if Verc tried to launch an unexpected attack—he wouldn't lose.
'I felt the mana he released earlier... He's strong, but he's below me. Even if he hit me with an unexpected attack, I will regenerate in a matter of seconds.'
He thought to himself.
Morcant let himself be caught in Verc's trap, if Verc tried to attack him—then he'll just put him in place.
