317 Infuriating Confidence

Layland flicked his hand to get the blood of the unlucky Light Elf whose head he had destroyed off his hand. He stared at the frowning Centaur before him with utter nonchalance.

It was a shocking scene to behold for everyone there. Stavros Arc was one of the Nine Mentors. Even amongst his fellow Mentors, he was in the top three. It was ridiculous to see someone who was not a Demon King's General could stop his spear with his barehand.

"I didn't know the Demon King had another General," Stavros Arc, the Centaur with long brown hair commented.

"You are severely misinformed if you think Demon King's Generals and the Demon King are the only strong individuals in our Kingdom," Layland retorted with a small yet irritating smile.

"I didn't expect to see one here. It is very rare for the Demon King to waste his resources after all."

"Confident, aren't you?"

"That should be my word, Demon."