Lex had spent a lot of time learning and reading over the years. As it happened, one of the longest running novels he'd read was called Ultimate King Emperor: All the Gods call me Daddy. Now, the book wasn't exactly peak literature, however Lex had to admit that it was quite educational in some ways.
He wasn't talking about the main character's army of harem monster girls from all races which he used to conquer the universe. No, the thing Lex had learned from that novel was the art of face slapping.
The Havi put down the paper and looked at the devil. Nothing about him had changed. His posture was the same, lazy posture he had adopted from the beginning, and his expressions were casual as well. Yet the air in the room had become still! There was a hint of tension in the air, which was highly unusual because the Havi did not fear the devil at all.
