“Practically volunteered?” Belphegor’s a bit more liberal with handing out my time than I am, but I suppose it couldn’t hurt. What’s this about a lost lizard, then? -Asmodeus xxx
Ligur looked at the sleeping mortal and took her electronic tablet. One unread message shone on the screen. It hung there for a long time and Ligur even wondered how safe it would be to answer it. He hesitated for some time, but after all he opened it and wrote:
"Hello, my lord, I'm sorry that I was absent for so long. I had some ... things that I had to solve, but now I'm free. I hope your proposal is still valid? I really don’t want to distract you from important matters. "
Ligur thought about how he should sign, he was considered dead and did not know how he was now addressed in Hell. But thinking that he was worrying about it in vain, he signed up.
“Duke of Hell, Ligur”
Honestly, after he didn't answer immediately, he wasn't sure that his answer would be read, so he put the tablet back on the table and went out onto the balcony, breathing air and looking at the city.