"So you have forgotten too, huh?"
A familiar voice came to Hanon from behind. He looked and saw that it was Old Derman.
"Forgotten?"
Not knowing what his boss was talking about, Hanon could only look with a questioning look.
"That student of yours, the one who you're worried about is the Devil Himself."
Upon hearing those last two words, a memory opened up in Hanon's mind regarding that title. Partial memories came flooding in him.
"What, I don't understand. How did I forget something like that? Huh?'
"I see, so even you don't know. Clade forgot about him too. I, on the other hand, was strangely affected."
Instead of getting to understand it, Hanon got more confused by his boss's explanation.
"I... I still don't understand."
"Me neither. However, I know one thing for sure..."
"W-what?"
After a pause, Old Derman continued, "The Devil Himself lives up to his name."
Hanon could only reply with a gulp.
