The Mystery of Magic
Dantalion differed from other demons in his sharp mind and high intelligence, as well as his almost limitless wisdom. His knowledge was enough to answer any question, no matter who asked it, a child or a powerful god.
Finding out how to forcefully awaken the talent for magic was probably the main desire of everyone who could not become a mage. It was the only way to become stronger and achieve something in this world.
After all, even the strongest Knight, would not be able to defeat a Second Circle Mage. The difference in strength was too great, and no amount of persistence could help here.
"What do you want? How many years of my life would be a fair price for this kind of knowledge?" Evan asked, hitting himself in the chest with his fist.
Dantalion shook his head.