“You said you were taught that humans only act when paid the appropriate price, right?”

“What we offered might not have met your needs, but I’m still willing to pay the proper price if I can.”

Hearing Najima’s response, Seon-Hyeok continued on.

“In that case, let’s make a deal this time.”

Since he was not simply doing her a favor, this matter was better considered transactional. As Najima originally offered compensation for her request, she expressed no objections to his comment.

“I need the Mother Tree’s strength.”

Najima’s eyes grew wide. It was clear she never expected him to bring up the Mother Tree.

“The Mother is…”

She expressed her disapproval as she remained wary of the demonkin in the distance. She seemed unwilling to explain the Mother Tree’s current situation in front of these distasteful individuals reeking of demonic energy.

“Atiya.”

The wind spirit had rarely participated in his recent endeavors because of the ever-present ominous energy, but she happily appeared at his call.

“Make sure that nobody else can hear us.”

‘Please leave it to me.’

Seon-Hyeok thought he noticed strange energy extending out into the distance, and soon, there was a barrier of wind separating the space he and the Qeishas occupied from where the demonkin were.

“One of the dragon subspecies which was supposed to be mine has been corrupted with demonic...