146 The Mortician's Damned Soul

"I'll... I'll just drink it up..." 

"Oh? I thought you are more determined than ever?" Ron Samuel laughed.

'Who in their right mind would shove this thing up their ass? In the first place, why would people shove something up their ass anyway...' Calvin could only reveal a bitter smile for he didn't know what to say. The atmosphere in the room quickly turned strange.

Calvin knew that he had to do something to disperse this strange atmosphere and since he had no fear of the demon in the vial in the first place, he quickly opened it up and gulped it down.

In an instant, Calvin felt his throat freeze. 

It was as if he had swallowed a block of ice instead of a fragment of a demon's soul.

"The name of the demon whose soul fragment you swallowed is Valefor..."

"Valefor is a demon who governs and ice. Right now, you must be feeling as if you have swallowed an ice block, right?"

"Endure it..." 

"Endure that sensation..."