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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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The Pantry

A few hours later, the servants that Eiro had sent off into the distance to where the Devil was supposed to be hiding finally arrived at their destination. The crow-like automatons perched on tree branches close to the village, waiting for Eiro to intervene and command their next actions. And before they even had a chance to report back, the Demon already connected with one of them.

It was through a puppetry spell that Eiro had developed through Arcane magic, that he was able to delve into these metallic birds' bodies. He saw what they were seeing in his own mental eye, and started to manipulate one of the bird's bodies directly, so that he could take a closer look. Luckily, he was also able to hear and smell what the bird was sensing, though touch was something he still couldn't figure out. Of course it wasn't to the degree of Eiro's usual senses, but it was enough for him to get the gist of the situation around the birds.