Chapter 116: Sebastian’s Subtle Show
Deep down, his heart told him this was only right—after all, Sebastian, as his steward, was supposed to handle these tasks. But his eighteen years of ingrained red ideology insisted otherwise; it told him this was exploitation.
These two opposing thoughts kept arguing in his mind, each trying to sway Anos completely to one side.
In the end, he surrendered to the values he had lived by for eighteen years.
Even though he no longer lived in his original world but had come to a realm filled with magic and unreality, and even though his body had begun to change—growing non-human curved horns and bat-like wings—none of this could erase the marks his original world had left on him.
It was like he couldn’t adapt to the demon realm’s bleak, filthy environment, lacking the strong physique and power needed. He was like a human cloaked in demon skin.
Completely out of place.
In fact, he had a premonition: when he finally fully accepted and acknowledged his identity, he would become a complete demon, and only then would he possess what he currently could not.
But this was something he would never tell anyone. He would never admit he was a demon!
Who wanted to live in a place where all they ate was mashed potatoes and where nothing but yellow sand and dirt met the eye?
Wailing softly, he longed for the days when he could eat roasted duck, coconut chicken, braised pork, hotpot, ice cream, chicken soup, spicy fried rice... He missed being able to eat ice cream and drink milk tea whenever he wanted.
This world was utterly inedible... no, it was utterly awful!