"This sounds very much like the words we devils use to tempt mortals." Eryies covered her swollen face and looked at Zilvra with dissatisfaction. "At first, I thought I had met a peer. How could there be other devils trying to steal my business?"

"Haha, women always have sharp tongues, but they build on sarcasm and mockery, which is useless for progress." The serpent laughed, "I admit, trying to convince all three of you at once is impossible. My power lies in what I can do for this world, not in what I say." The serpent seemed to have shed the role of a 'lobbyist,' turning into a wise minister. He said, "Although you are all headstrong women, you should still listen to Lynch. Even though he defeated my army in the Five Realms Fortress and thwarted my plans, ask him if he harbors the idea of being my lifelong enemy. He doesn't. Someone as smart as Lynch wouldn't think that way."

"Politics, diplomacy. Lovely ladies, these are not fields you should meddle in. Although I believe you have the ability, taking care of the injured beside you is more important and something you're more adept at." The serpent said, "You won a battle, but not the entire war, and what Lynch relied on to win this time might not appear again next time. I know there are always ups and downs, but the final result will reveal the truth to you."

"Truth? What truth do those dead warriors and those you've driven from their homes get?" Eryies said, "You! You're just a person flaunting your rhetoric."

"Don't be so harsh, Desire Demon. You know better than I do what killing and struggle truly mean." The serpent said, "Because people died, should I bear the name of a murderer? Should I tell everyone in the world about the truths of this world? You know many people's lives are blind until the facts are laid before them so they can awaken."

"Years ago, when I first met Lynch, I admired his courage and fighting spirit. But look at him now, lying there like a pitiful lamb, with no vitality. You know why?" His expression was full of pity, and he sighed softly, "No! You don't know. I feel sorry for him. If he could see the truth, who knows how disheartened he would be..."

"Disheartened? I doubt it!" Zilvra snorted, "What I see is a clown flaunting whatever language skills he has left to obtain some powerful toy. You've been reaching out to gain our friendship, but what do I see? A Poison Blade hidden in your sleeve! Even if you are just, even if in the end we are all wrong, and even if your words could deceive everyone in the world, that doesn't mean we will stand with you!"

The serpent froze for a moment, then shook his head, saying somewhat self-deprecatingly, "What's wrong with me? Why waste my breath on women? Anyway, when Lynch wakes up, he'll understand what I've said. You currently are just short-sighted rats." He glanced at his two followers behind him and regained his composure before speaking to Soka, "But little angel, you are different from them. You have the most powerful bloodline in the world; you are a creature of dignity and pride! Although young, your future is limitless! Don't stay with those common people. Lynch may be a good brother, but he is not a good teacher. Let me show you true knowledge. When you appear before Lynch in a new form, he will be very surprised!"

"No way! I don't want to!" Soka pouted, hiding behind Zilvra, "Brother Lynch said he likes how I am now the most! I won't listen to you!"

Zilvra laughed, a hearty laughter that seemed to dispel all the influences the serpent had cast upon them: "Okay, you've already become unwelcome here, do you have anything else to say, serpent? To further deepen our malice towards you or swallow all your words, use magic and swords, and start right now?"

A shadow passed over the serpent's face, and then it turned deathly pale. Before he could hide it, the onlookers saw through the mask to his hesitation and helplessness. He hesitated for a moment, and Zilvra also held her breath, gripping the weapon in her hand tightly. Then he spoke, his voice cold, "Fight? I won't do that." He took a step back and said, "Finally, I wish Lynch a speedy recovery. Because he will prove that my words are not wrong."

The serpent bowed to the three women and then turned to leave. The person from the Mage Association stared at Lynch for a while before finally following suit.

"Why not kill him?" he caught up with the serpent and said, "Those few women are no match for us."

"Are you capable of doing that?" The serpent glared at him, "Can't you tell how strong the protective magic on Lynch is, you're still far too much behind!"

"Protective magic? But there are no strong magical fluctuations on him. And in this place, all magic becomes chaotic, doesn't it?" Pate's priest interjected, "Only your divine arts remain consistent. There's no denying that was a good opportunity just now."

"You two still can't understand my true thoughts, even though you've seen the relics of the Magic God and still cannot comprehend." The serpent stopped walking, looking in Lynch's direction through layers of trees, and then said, "Or maybe, he can..."

But his eyes did not have the ability of the Eye of Insight, and he could not actually see the situation on the mage's side. Similarly, when the serpent completely left their sight, Zilvra exhaled deeply and slowly sheathed the thin sword back into its scabbard.

"I thought for sure I was going to die this time." Eryies said, "Drow! You have no idea what kind of power that serpent wields; even in Bator Hell, such powerhouses are rare. How ignorantly you confront him!"

"Hmph! Is that all you've got?" Zilvra didn't even glance at the Desire Demon, just patted Soka's head to comfort the angel: "Lynch brought you back, not to pull on my arm, but to do something useful. You didn't even perform as well as little Soka!"

"Don't say that about Sister Eryies." Soka still had lingering fear, "Actually... I was very scared too back then..."

Eryies looked at the sleeping Lynch. His comfortable demeanor compared to the danger just now was worlds apart. For a moment, she felt as if what she had just experienced was a baseless nightmare, and the terrifying pressure that had made her tremble was nothing but painful memories brought to her by life in Bator Hell. Lynch coughed lightly, turned over, and lay in a more comfortable position. This action relaxed the Desire Demon again — except for the lingering pain on her face.

"Seems like, Soka forgot something important..." the little angel nervously glanced around.

Morgan's voice came from the treetops afar, the angry dwarf shaking his fist, making the whole tree sway back and forth: "Serpent! You cowardly deserter! Come back to me! Thousands of stones will fall on your head! You will taste my might one day!"

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