In just another couple of days, Bardeelus and the team made it home. The red air around them was fueling them with power all the time, so they didn't really get tired by walking four-to-five days and nights in total. They made it to Artakam in one piece as well, because not even a single monster bothered them along the way.
Overall, Bardeelus felt accomplished. He struck a deal with that high-ranking demon, without becoming aggressive in the process in any way. That was a huge success on its own, undoubtedly, and now he just had to wait for a letter from the Count.
He expected good things to happen soon, but, if these noble demons had any funny ideas instead, then Bardeelus was willing to use his collection of trump cards against them. He was getting more and more powerful by the day, for example, and could kill high-ranking nobles in a blink. He wouldn't sit idly by, if the situation altered beyond Artakam's favor. He felt ready for anything!