"I CAN DO it but can you handle it?"
Nero was insulted by Trevor's question. How dare a mere demon like him question his abilities? He might be cursed, but he was still the real Crown Prince of the empire.
Having said that, when he turned to Trevor and saw him floating in the air while lying on his side as if there was a mattress under him, he instantly lost the energy to get mad. He just felt like the angrier he gets, the more annoying Trevor becomes.
"I can handle it," Nero said. Since only he and Trevor were in his room (aside from the White Tiger and the Black Tortoise sleeping on either of his sides while he was seated on the sofa), they could talk freely like that. "I don't want to completely stay asleep as I did three years ago. Since only my physical body needs to be cured, my soul is free to wander in your territory, right?"
He planned to master resonating his soul with Zev, his Soul Beast.
