The greatest advantage of the Desire Demon lies in the support of the entire race of devils. Apart from the Desire Demon, the entirety of Bator Hell can be said to be a gathering of tumors and ugliness. Whenever the Desire Demon appears, backed by the army of devils, all men instinctively cast their eyes upon them.

As for the figure of the Desire Demon, Lynch quickly averted his eyes. He once again utilized the ability of the Eye of Insight to temporarily rid himself of the bodily temptation from the other side. However, a voice in the mage's heart continuously persuaded him to open his eyes, not to miss the unparalleled beauty. The mage had to constantly remind himself of the ugly Quasit killing travelers outside to maintain concentration.

"I need a brass token to get rid of the troubles outside." Lynch tried to keep his voice calm, whispering, "Name your price!"

The Desire Demon turned her head but didn't find the speaker's figure. However, she wrinkled her nose and sniffed the air lightly twice. The Desire Demon slowly took two steps away from the Horror Demon towards Lynch's direction and then said, "Without the brass token, you will perish, so the price I set must be close to that level; otherwise, wouldn't I be making a great loss?" She spoke while trying to determine Lynch's exact position: "From the scent, you seem to be a human. It's been a while since a fresh man from the Main Material Plane appeared here, I'm quite curious. But I've always wanted to know, how much can you afford?"

Two blue gemstones rolled to the Desire Demon's feet, emitting a crisp sound. She stepped on them with her bare feet, then slowly picked them up with her delicate toes. Her movements were very slow, as if showcasing the flexibility of her body, while her eyes continually glistened with moist allure as they glanced toward Lynch's direction, always full of extreme temptation. Although she didn't know the mage's exact position, her sense of smell provided a general direction.

Lynch then tossed the Flame Demon's single eye to the ground, the white eyeball easily recognizable. The mage gradually felt losing control, his voice starting to turn impatient: "I have the ability to elevate your devil rank by one level, or to destroy you, lowering you to the level of a Lemure. Choose for yourself!"

The Desire Demon let out a soft hum, though the mischief was more evident than anger. Pouting, she tossed the gemstone and the Flame Demon Eye back, like a pouting lover, and said, "No way! I want to keep my body the way it is, not become an ugly creature. If you want the brass token, I will give it to you! But you must promise me one thing."

"What is it?"

"I haven't thought of it yet, but I will tell you when I do," the Desire Demon said. "You can refuse my request, as I give you the choice. But you must fulfill one of my wishes."

"Alright!" The mage saw that the Quasit had already entered the room and agreed immediately. Although Lynch later felt that the deal was quite a loss, the circumstances left him with no other choice.

Lynch obtained the brass token and thus dispelled his Invisibility Spell. He reached out his hand to the Desire Demon to signify that the promise was made and would not be broken. However, the Desire Demon's fingers lightly scratched Lynch's palm, the exquisite sensation of her smooth skin filled Lynch's mind momentarily. Quickly, the mage withdrew his hand and resolved only to use his refined gold arm for contact with such beings in the future. He said, "My name is Lynch, a mage."

The Desire Demon smiled faintly, speaking in the purest Common Language with a sweet voice: "Hello, young lad. Remember my name, dear, I am Eryies."

Lynch showed no expression, merely nodding, and casually found an empty chair to sit. As for how the Quasit later checked his brass token, the mage had no impression at all.

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