Malara stepped beside Seojun, placing her hand over her chest with deep respect.
"My lord," she said, "please stay with us for a while. I will personally handle selecting the most worthy lower-class demons. Only those who truly deserve to be beside you shall be considered."
Seojun raised his hand slowly, showing a relaxed gesture that meant something like, "It's alright,"
But before Seojun could say more, Malara gently reached out and held his hand.
"No, my lord," she said firmly, her eyes clear and proud. "Standing beside you… is not something that should be taken lightly. To serve at your side is the greatest honor in all of the Abyss."
The nearby lords listened in respectful silence, nodded in agreement. Even Sireneth, still leaning on Seojun's other arm, "You should not take lightly of yourself, Seojun."
Seojun looked at Malara, ready to answer again, but she didn't let go. She took a small step forward, her voice stronger now.
