Valla raised his head and looked at the white light screen as a smile appeared on his face.
"This method is great. I'm a genius…" he muttered.
Valla waved his hand and the light screen returned into the black box.
He closed the box, stood up, and finished the fruit wine.
"This was just a random message my father sent me and I modified it using my bloodline power. It's just like the real thing…" He stood by the window and peeked outside.
"This will be great. She's a rank 4 wizard, a great prey… I should make her my blood slave or I won't be able to do whatever I want to her."
Valla was lying to Vivian, he would never help the Elemental Hand and Angele. He just wanted to play with Vivian. Prince Evil Dragon only sent him several messages since he was born and they had not met in years. It was nearly impossible for Valla to contact Prince Evil Dragon whenever he wanted.