Responsibility of a Superior Devil

In the dark cage, a deformed man with multiple injuries lay on the ground motionless. If not for his breathing, anyone would have thought that he was dead.

Footsteps were heard outside, and soon, a fat Human followed behind a few guards as they came over from a dark tunnel.

Nobody spoke. The fat Human paced in front of the cage a few times and then asked the guard, "How long has the situation been like this?"

"Since he arrived. Unless he wants to move, we have no way to make him move. When he's sleeping, nobody can wake him. If he's not willing, nobody can force him. I've never seen such a strong-willed person!" the guard explained in fear.

"Hmm…"

The fat Human nodded and remained silent. After a moment, a guard came over and whispered, "Master, the best Sword trainer in the city is here."

"Hmm, let him in," the fat Human ordered. Upon his order, a tall, slim, and bearded man entered. He was the best Sword trainer in the city.