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"Do you think I said anything wrong?"

Asmod's Sword of Words was all pointed at Cyclone, and every word from Cyclone had the potential to cause death.

"Do you also believe that demons are always evil in your heart?"

But Cyclone opened his hands and faced Asmod fearlessly.

On the other side, Asmod was also contemplating Cyclone's question.

Of course not, Asmod knew he was a bad person, but that didn't mean demons were evil.

More importantly, just like King Allen, Asmod had his own people, ordinary civilians who wanted to live in a peaceful world.

Are they evil?

Absolutely not!

While Asmod was deep in thought, Cyclone suddenly clapped his hands.

Although it was only three claps, it was enough to catch Asmod's attention.

Attracted by Cyclone's gesture, Asmod snapped out of his thoughts.

"It seems we have some consensus to talk about."

Cyclone drew a conclusion from Asmod's reaction and also let Asmod know that he had the same thoughts.

"Asmod. Even if this is a gamble, I have the ability to control it, and for that, I need to be prepared."

Next, Cyclone briefly explained his plan.

After listening, Asmod's reaction was just as Cyclone had expected.

When Asmod found out what cards Cyclone held in his hand, he was stunned for a few seconds and then burst out laughing.

"Hahaha!! Hahahaha!!!"

The laughter caused pain in his wounds, but Asmod couldn't stop.

"I can't believe... I actually have to make a deal with a madman!"

Cyclone raised both hands and shook his head helplessly.

"Insane, isn't it, Allen's hero! So you want to change everything like this?!"

"Yes."

"Hahaha~ Hahahaha~ You're crazy! Completely crazy!"

Asmod laughed uncontrollably, while Cyclone looked at him with a gaze of concern, as if looking at a mentally disabled person.

Of course, Asmod couldn't understand the true meaning behind Cyclone's gaze, or else Cyclone would have been dead by now.

But after Asmod finished laughing, slowly, the laughter faded away, followed by a short silence.

Silence, after a round of laughter, the world seemed to return to the initial battlefield of the two.

Asmod's gaze once again aimed at Cyclone with the sharpest sword, his sword even targeting Cyclone's eyes.

Through this gaze, Asmod tried to find the truth in Cyclone's words.

But no matter how Asmod looked, he couldn't find any falsehood in what Cyclone said.

If what this man said is true, then...

"Truly insane... I didn't expect it... But it makes sense. If it weren't for someone as crazy as you, Yuna wouldn't have loved me so deeply..."

Closing his eyes, Asmod seriously pondered Cyclone's plan.

"Do you know about Yuna's past?"

"Yes."

"Oh?"

Asmod didn't dare to ask further. He couldn't be sure how much Cyclone knew, but it could affect Yuna's happiness. He was afraid that asking more would change Cyclone's thoughts.

"Do you love her?"

"I love her," Cyclone said without hesitation.

"Your crazy plan..."

Asmod raised his right hand, fist clenched.

"Fine! It's a deal then! Allen's hero!"

The clenched fist turned into an outstretched palm.

The other party wanted to shake hands, so Cyclone naturally extended his hand too.

Little did he know, as they shook hands, Asmod forcefully pulled Cyclone towards his mouth.

"Just remember, if you fail..."

Even if Asmod didn't say it, Cyclone knew what he wanted to convey.

"Only death awaits you up ahead!"

With a wicked smile and cruelty in his voice, Asmod continued.

"And in the hell after death, I'll be waiting for you~"

"Don't worry, Father-in-law, I plan to live for a long time to come, to create life...with Yuna~"

In a corner of the stable, illuminated by the moonlight, Allen's hero, Cyclone Theodore, and the demon general, Asmod, had finally reached an agreement.

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