With the preparations he had made over the years, it was not impossible to capture it.
But the next moment, before he could employ his methods, Mephisto's actions suddenly paused.
As if something had come to mind, he hesitated for a moment.
He didn't rush to act, but quietly observed.
He noticed that although the intruder didn't pay attention to him, she didn't do much either.
She seemed to just want to have a look, or perhaps to search through the long-gone times.
"..."
"Cough... maybe I was mistaken just now."
After a brief silence, Mephisto withdrew his hand.
After only a moment of thought, he quickly found the crux of the matter.
The reason he had made a mistake was probably still because his power was too weak, even a trivial matter could be wrong.
How could he allow this? Once he returned to Hell, he had to find a way to mention this issue, to let the Lord of the Nine Hells notice his weakness and mistakes.
