It's...no really that hard," Samuel commented. And in his mind, it really was not. The main issue was that many believed that demons were inately evil, as though an entire universe could be populated exclusively by such entities.
Accepting the crystal, the demonlord set it back into its sconce. "I don't doubt it," he said. "We're a rare breed. Mostly 'cause we all carry a standing bounty on our heads." Samuel gestured outward for effect, adding, "Zantaric is basically our only haven, so you might find a few more if you stick around..." After all, it was not like they had to hide.
But that was not why the girl hade come down to his lab. Pointing too the book in Alleaya's arms, Samuel said, "You said you were trying to make something, though?" Still avoiding an Ultimatum, he went to the shelf of components and asked, "What sort of ingredients does an ancient dragon potion take?"