In the dark tunnel, the sound of dripping water could be heard. In a cube room, a metal railing separated the room into two. Behind the railing was a short fox who had red-hot fur. He was slowly using his tongue to lick his fur. On the other side of the railing was a tall superior Devil.
"I'm doing a self-introduction. I'm called Sherlock, the Dungeon Lord of Eternal Kingdom. Perhaps you haven't heard about me, but it's alright. We can get to know each other."
The fox called Grape combed his own fur and looked at Sherlock. The fox ignored the shy Evelynn behind Sherlock and narrowed his eyes as he said, "You must have figured out my background. Your efficiency is high."
"It's alright. Your tone reminds me of my pets."
Grape asked bewilderedly, "What pets?"
"They are a black kitten called Polio and a parrot called Phoenix. You should know them well. The other one is an old turtle called Frangipani. This could be unfamiliar to you."
