It was unmistakable!
How should I put it—skin that felt somewhat like black latex! On top of that, a physique slightly smaller than a goblin's! A single horn on its forehead! A sunken nose! A demon's tail!
"Imp!"
That bastard was an imp, a lowest-ranking monster that even lived in Hell! Of course, I was the one who directly gave it the name "imp"!
"This bastard was in the mortal realm too!"
"Kereuk…"
Bimzi was in a state of arousal, seeing the imp.
That was the manifestation of fighting spirit. A predator's reaction upon discovering prey it could devour. Seeing him react so naturally, it seemed those imp bastards were living quite well even on this mortal realm land!
"Bimzi! Subdue it!"
The imp was a fucking loser monster, known to be weak even in Hell. We would be able to subdue it immediately.
"Keryaaaaak!"
