Do Not Disrespect One's Wish

"So, my mother was a high-ranking demon." Belal looked at his right hand and clenched it tightly, feeling the raw strength in his body. Then something popped into his mind. "Wait a minute. Brother Ragnar, how did you know I was a demon?"

Ragnar replied back with a smile on his face. "The Lord told me. I was actually shocked to hear that because you looked and felt no different than any other human."

"I looked like a human…brother, is there anything else?" Belal felt a bit stupid because he still believed in his heart that he was a human, and he was having a hard time with his new demon identity. So, if he were a human, why would he look different from other humans in the first place?

Ragnar pondered for a bit, finding the correct feeling. After a while, something clicked inside Ragnar's mind. "Brother…Belal, I think it is mainly because I do not sense any kind of demonic energy from you. You are not hiding your energy like others, so my senses cannot be wrong."