"Once again, I am Katarina Farses. Pleased to make your acquaintance."
After they had both taken their seats, Katarina calmly reintroduced herself, her posture relaxed and her tone steady.
"Thank you. I am Belphegor, Devil Lord of Sloth."
Belphegor returned the greeting with equal composure, though his eyes wandered briefly across the room, taking in every detail. From what he could perceive, the entire structure felt unnatural—constructed rather than born. The traces were faint, almost imperceptible, yet unmistakable to someone of his level. Mana lingered within the walls, woven into the very foundation of the place.
'To create something of this level and set up barriers like these… she's no ordinary mage,' he thought. 'But…'
His gaze sharpened slightly as he leaned forward.
"Before we get to the main reason I'm here… how did you enter the devil realm?"
That question had been lingering in his mind since the moment he arrived.
