"That's just how men are." Timothy glanced at Azura with a slight smile.
Zalroth's true nature was clear, especially in how he revered Holy Emperor Aldric.
As long as someone stronger and more arrogant than him appeared, Zalroth's attitude would change completely.
But seeing him now, laughing heartily and acting like they were old friends, even Timothy was a bit surprised at how drastically Zalroth had changed.
"Ever since I became the Demon Emperor, I haven't lost a single fight. I never thought I'd lose today, and so decisively at that. I admit defeat. Not only will I personally attend the Goddess's summit, but you've also earned yourself a friend today!"
Wiping the blood from his forehead, Zalroth's attitude had done a complete 180.
In his eyes, there were only two kinds of people.
