I just sat there, trying to process what he had just said.
For one, I knew that Oracles were fake, and only some form of divination was possible, since it could give a vague answer of the future.
But for the Demonic Oracle or whatever to claim I was some kind of extinction level calamity... Why?
"I asked around, even interrogated some of your friends there. They didn't know much about you. I guess that's only natural, because you've avoided getting close to them. I respect it."
He narrowed his eyes.
"But if you're who I think you are, then you're definitely our most valuable asset. For that, I wish to try changing your mind so you join us."
I shook my head.
"That's not going to happen."
He shrugged.
"You never know what'll happen. I, for one, never thought I'd be the Demon King. Yet here I am, doing free labor for nothing. Hehe..."
With that, he glanced over to the door.
