As soon as Devon said that, 20 guards simultaneously sprang into the air around the backyard's perimeter. Each held a soul whip, hovering in the air with fierce expressions, eager to pounce.
However, Remus appeared calm and even gave a gesture of goodwill. "Captain Friedman, I was forced to do all of this. Please forgive me. I have no intention of opposing the Underworld, I just want to leave Netherworld, so I'm asking for your assistance. "
"How dare you?!" Devon's anger boiled over. "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me while standing and even ask me for a favor? Since you refuse to repent, I'll personally educate you on the Underworld's rules today! Get him!"
He deeply despised Remus. With his daring to ask Devon for a favor, people who didn't know any better might think he was on the same level as Devon.
But in reality, he was just one of the many small-time figures in the Underworld, whereas Devon was the captain of the southern gate's guards.
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