Lucas wanted to retort, but the demon leader gave a casual wave of his hand, and Lucas found himself unable to utter any legible sounds. His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at the king, and then he turned to his friend with a worried gaze.

"Give him back his sense of speech!" Benard snapped, glaring at the unbothered king, who even closed his eyes, yawning again.

"Don't worry, that idiot won't remain that way forever. At least, for now, he'll not be so noisy anymore. Ah, my ears almost bled from his intended yapping,"

Lucas scowled and cursed his ancestors in his mind.

"Hey, my ancestors weren't pigs,...