It seems talking with this Prince of Hell is not possible. He's far different from the two Prince of Hell I encountered. Gerard thought inwardly.
The Demonic Blood Sword materialized through his mind and gripped the scabbard tightly.
As his left hand gripped the scabbard, Gerard slowly unsheathed the Demonic Blood Sword, and the light flickered on the blade as it reflected the light coming from the sun.
The moment the tip Demonic Blood Sword was drawn from the scabbard, Gerard's heart skip a beat and his body almost turn limp.
Gerard knew the seal bestowed by the Goddess Daikokuten is slowly diminishing as Asmodeus's influence scraped the very seal.
Once he regained his groundings, Gerard take the opportunity to unleash the quick-draw technique.
He closed his eyes and begin to sharpen his sense of his surroundings.