In the dead of night, a shadow moved through the edge of the forest, rapidly approaching the Demon King's castle at a staggering speed. The shadow warped several times, and a figure emerged from it, slowly revealing himself in the glistening moonlight.
It was a handsome man with short white hair. He wore dark, speed-based armor and had two golden daggers strapped to his waist. His bright golden eyes had vertical slits. This was the same figure that had appeared in the destroyed Red Ogre settlement. "This is strange... Am I headed in the right direction?"
He looked around again, and his eyes glowed slightly. It's faint, but this should be correct... Why, then... Why are they headed in this direction?
"Desperation?"
No... Unless... I see... So that was it, huh? To think they would take such a risk just to avoid serving a demon lord. Such scum. If it wasn't for those two, I might've taught them a lesson today.
