As Miller heard the words "golden key," he froze, his entire body tensing with shock. His face betrayed his astonishment, rendering him momentarily speechless.
"What did you just say?" Miller managed to ask, his voice filled with both curiosity and disbelief.
Damian was well aware that the mention of the golden key would captivate Miller's attention, and he seized the opportunity to further entice him.
"The golden key. I can only imagine how many demons are currently in pursuit of it. And if you were the one to retrieve it..." Damian paused, allowing the implication to hang in the air.
Miller's eyes widened as realization dawned upon him. "Then the lord of the underworld would grant me any wish I desire!"
It amused Damian to observe how easily Miller could be deceived, considering that demonic creatures typically offered pacts to humans, whereas Damian was now doing the opposite.
