Chapter 406 - 408: Like a Fish in Water
Leon had long since put the matter of the Hunting Demon behind him, neither going on a killing spree nor continuing to tangle, and instead followed Bell straight away, heading to his office on the top floor of the Forging Factory.
Climbing the spiral wrought-iron staircase upward, the scale of this Factory, which supplied weapons and equipment for the Blood War and forged Hell War Machines, was astounding, far grander than Leon’s factory in the outskirts of Watchtower Port. Indeed, after quite a walk, they finally reached Bell’s office.
Bell gently clapped his hands, and immediately a charming and enchanting Succubus Maid served red tea and delicate pastries before respectfully withdrawing.
"What can I do for you, Lord Red Dragon?" Bell elegantly sipped his red tea, exuding a noble demeanor, courteous and polite, as if a gentleman from high society.
By contrast, Leon looked a bit like a rogue, lounging carelessly in the chair, crossing his legs, and responding nonchalantly, "It’s not about what you can do for me; it’s about mutual benefit—we’re discussing a deal, aren’t we?"
Bell did not reply, simply watching him quietly, waiting for his next words.
Leon gazed at Bell.
Sly, ruthless, perhaps the most tactical mind in the Nine Layers of Hell, Bell excelled at betrayal, selling out, and ambushes, consistently outsmarting his opponents with his keen intellect.
In fact, there’s another way to describe Bell—a cool-headed and cunning military genius, adept at cautiously assessing risks and rewards, and a schemer at that.
As a thorough-going realist, Bell was quite aware of the endless supply of Demons, more than willing to accept any possible beneficial assistance, even from mortals.