However, after taking a glance at Ange, Negris began formulating his plans and was about to ask the question he had been unable to answer: Where did the King go?
But before he could speak, the devil added, "Aside from personal, private and unique matters, like where someone went, what color underwear they're wearing, or whether they'll be struck by a meteor while walking down the street, I can answer anything public or knowledge-related. With just a small price, you can ace any test or assessment."
Geez, this guy not only wanted to steal the title of the God of Knowledge, he even stooped to doing what Negris refused to do. "I don't have any money, just drop it."
"Wait!" The devil quickly called out, every sentence about the Demon Crystal in the contract slowly began to disappear, "This should be fine now, right?"
"Add the date and deadline."
