Alastor is standing in the VIP room of Valentino's work areas, trying once again not to touch anything, smiling to himself, stupidly looking at one particular door.

For the money he paid, an ordinary demon could live for a couple of decades without really worrying about spending, and he spent it on one demon. And what kind of person. A highly paid courtesan. It sounds like a complete descent to the bottom of the social world.

Valentino came in, rolling his eyes, pushing the necessary demon in his direction, passing his contract from hand to hand, congratulating him on a "successful purchase", leaving and closing the door behind him, so that the demon could decide for himself what he would do next.

"Well, well, my dear! It's been a long time since we've seen each other. Hell seems to have treated you a lot more harshly than I would have thought. But! My dear, you have now been bought out of this place by Me."

He laughed, bowing his head lightly,looking at the demon sitting on the floor, whom he bought out of slavery, laughing softly, with joy that the search was finally successful.