"You'd better hold onto this." Elothysia tossed the amulet to Lancelot. "In your hands, it will be most effective."
Lancelot reached out and caught it, considered for a moment, nodded, and put the amulet into his storage bag.
"When I have the strength, I will definitely find a way to completely resolve this issue for you," Lancelot promised.
"You don't need to make any promises to me, it's I who owe you more," Elothysia shook her head. "Moreover, don't go after my former master casually. Although I once defeated it with my companions on the Prime Material Plane, a Barlow Flame Demon is nearly invincible in its own lair."
"Of course, I won't attempt recklessly," Lancelot smiled, but he resolved within his heart that given the chance, he must kill that detestable Flame Demon, not only for the Succubus Paladin but also for the former Holy Warrior who had just perished by his hand.
