"Hey you hick…
Your eyes just… hick… turned golden…"
"…"
Kael stayed silent. The man, however, extended his hands towards him, wanting to remove his cloak,
"You have golden eyes, let me see."
"You are drunk."
Kael spoke. The scent of alcohol made him scrunch his nose in disgust.
"Of course I am drunk! Why else would I be roaming out in the night!? This is the only time that demoness is asleep and I can do whatever I want!"
The man snapped.
"Demoness…?"
Kael raised his eyebrow.
"My wife!"
"Right..."
Kael nodded.
"Why do you sound like you don't believe me?"
The man narrowed his eyes, getting even closer to Kael, making it difficult for him to breathe.
"What is there to not believe?"
"That my wife is a demon!
She is a demon, I tell you!!"
"Oh? Is that your wife? She indeed looks like a demon, like you said."
Suddenly, Kael pointed in a random direction, and in an instant, the man's eyes widened in horror.
