The group of men looked like nobles, but they couldn't get rid of the brusque aura they wore instead of the elegance and sophistication of the real nobility. Moreover, they all had eyes that were as red as the ones on the young lord. That's why when the young lord spoke, they all growled in anger as if unamused of his thoughts.
"...Geole, that man is nothing compared to those heretics." One of them spoke again. That was stupid to even think of pitting Larkin Ellis against the heretics. Even normal demon servants would be able to take care of him. Else, why would they bother sending humans after this mortal?
"So… why do I hear about a man killing the heretics… only just by touching them with his magic? We all know that Larkin Ellis is the only one who had that ability… that is suspiciously very similar to our King. Someone wants to explain and prove that someone else managed to have the same magic now?"
