Over those two years Adam had prepared everything: a full set of magic items, teleportation scrolls to spare, a spell ready to instant cast in every thread at any moment, and...
"Cack cack! Master is finally leaving this place? Garfield the Great can hardly wait."
A devil that had reached the critical threshold and was about to advance.
Mage Victor did not care about the devil's grand self-styling. He said to Adam, "I have great confidence in you, but by custom you still have one day to settle your private affairs. You can go say goodbye to your friends, cash in whatever ether crystals you have left, or go have yourself a fine night—so that you don't die in the trial with regrets."
Adam shook his head and said flatly, "Everything is already prepared. I can leave right now."