"...do you mean… my demon core…?" The witch murmured, but he didn't receive an answer… so he's right.
"...I do have my demon core, but… won't I lose my rationality if I used it? Luca and Rosanna fell victim to it." There was hesitation in his voice. He had seen how those things changed the people he cared for into monsters he could barely recognize in their full glory. If he used it, then…
Noah then twitched as if he guessed that what he said was stupid. There should be a change in results. Else, Belphegor wouldn't tell him to do it. He then brought his eyes up to Belphegor again as if realizing where his thoughts went wrong. "No, my demon core is different, and the inherent power in it won't drive me crazy… because it's all mine… I'm not borrowing the power inside it from someone else…"
"You're getting better." The demon prince smiled.
