“Master died!”

The Death Knights stirred at Bibi's words.

[The death of our monarch means the death of all of us.]

[The witch is spouting bullshit.]

Bibi cocked her head sideways in confusion before looking at Woojin. Woojin laughed as he approached Bibi, giving her a light tap on the head with his knuckles.

“Give me a tour.”

“Aikoo. Hmmm. How did you get in here?” Bibi grumbled as she moved in quick, short steps with Woojin in tow, “Anyhow. From here to there is my land. Hehe. Isn't my hut pretty?”

Woojin looked across the fence to see the land beyond it. The garden was full of weird plants from the Demon World, with a cozy hut looking over it. The entire place was decorated with cute items that Bibi proudly showed off to him.

“Ehem. Wait here.”

Bibi waved her hand through empty air, and a picnic table appeared in the yard. With another wave, bread and meat formed on top of it.

Woojin inspected the table, “Mmm? How'd you do that?”

“I just did it?” It seemed almost instinct to Bibi, “I can decorate the place more to my liking as Master gets stronger. He he he. Please work a little bit harder.”

The Summoning Room was a space of nothingness. It allowed each occupant to change their area according to their preferences. Woojin’s eyes...