"Tell me, what are the conditions for giving Sam the Slime to me?"
Little Charm Demon looked stern, her pale and delicate face full of indifference.
"Yo, you're a little demon beast who can't even live properly, and you want to negotiate terms with me?"
Vincent Wolf laughed, with her small body, it was already good that he didn't give her any trouble, and yet she dared to talk to him like this.
"I..."
Little Charm Demon wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, she thought Vincent was indeed right, so she became dejected again.
"Bye bye, I have things to do, I hope you don't die so soon."
Vincent waved his hand and continued to walk outside.
"Wait! My origin can still be restored, and then I can go back to my original form!"
Seeing Vincent leaving, Little Charm Demon got anxious, and she became nervous about not being able to see Sam the Slime again.
After hearing this sentence, Vincent's footsteps stopped, and he paused.
Can she still recover?
