It was now the next day and I had gained one subordinate after showcasing a little bit of my strength. I had left Astaroth's castle and headed into the city. We had decided that he would send extra reinforcements on the day of the war to aid our numbers.
The boy who raised his hand yesterday sat in front of me. We planned to meet here in this cafe in the city.
He had 2 dark horns on his head and short navy blue hair, matched with his tall stature and slim body, he looked to be at least several years older than me. His familiar pale face bothered me.
"What are the odds that you'd come stumbling into this kingdom? I always wanted to get revenge for the humiliation you served me back at the Elven Kingdom, so let's fight." He smiled. I could feel his excited Earth mana rattle the table as he ate his food.
"Sorry, but who are you?" I asked, trying to remember who this guy even was.
