Demon's Virtue

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

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Solomon

Eiro was rather annoyed at this situation. On one hand, he had to go meet Armodeus as soon as he could. But on the other hand, he couldn't just let this Spirit's body literally be sold. He knew that the materials making up a Spirit's body were on a whole other level, truly, but selling them would be like Eiro chopping off his finger to sell it.

With a low growl, Eiro couldn't really hide his annoyance all that well. He climbed down the roof he was currently on and stepped through the crowd of people, some of which were genuinely currently attempting to buy something from this man. But Eiro himself simply stepped up right in front of the spirit. Nobody else could see him, but Eiro knew that this spirit could still see the flow of his mana in this 'lesser' form of invisibility. With a quiet whisper, Eiro leaned forward toward it.

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