Alliances between demons were rare and only strong people could maintain themselves as equals, unfortunately, the poor goat would at most have a title of Baron which was nothing compared to a Marquis.
There was still the archangel his master had told him to be wary of, but the worry would be minimal since Azarphy was known to be indifferent to everything around him.
Unfortunately, he was very unlucky and came face to face with this terrifying entity!
"I don't believe it either. If there were such a human, how would the gods allow such a threat?"
Azarphy spoke with some nonchalance, he watched Emery pull a long cloak out of his pocket dimension and embrace Arabeth to hide the nakedness of the demon in human form who seemed to love showing his little soldier to the world.
