"We've met again, Janus Cromwell. Or should I call you Solomon?"
"That should be master Solomon to you," he quipped in response.
Asmodeus' mouth was filled with distaste.
"Tch. You are still incorrigible even with this other version of you."
"Enough talking. I did not call you here for this reason."
"I am not interested. I'm busy at the moment."
Asmodeus didn't want to hear it. He was already annoyed that he got summoned while he was in the middle of something important. And now this damn human is ruining his mood further.
"Busy doing what? Messing with the Gods in Araceli?" Solomon jeered.
It was obvious from his regalia. He was in the middle of a battle when he rudely interrupted.
"It's an important task."
"Important, my ass. Stop doing stupid things. What can a devil like you do against them? It's not a domain you can freely touch."
