Hyeonu sat in the square of Etono where no one was present. He was waiting for someone.

‘When is Baler coming?’

To be precise, Hyeonu was waiting for a demon king, not a human. He was waiting for this demon king—Baler.

‘He said he will make the magic circle, so he should make it.’

Hyeonu couldn’t express his impatience because he didn’t know when Baler would come, so he just struggled with it inwardly. There was currently only one magic circle—the one that moved people from Phinis to the demon world. In other words, it was one way. There was no magic circle for the return route. This was definitely what Baler had promised to make.

‘It has to be handled so they can go back...’

Hyeonu still had a minimum of conscience. He thought that if the players came, he should take responsibility for them to be able to go back.

‘Only then can they buy potions to restore magic power...’

Hyeonu laughed slyly.

“What? Are you crazy? Where did you go that you got hit silly?” The two-meter-tall Baler appeared behind Hyeonu and clicked his tongue.

Hyeonu quickly erased the smile from his face...