He didn't want to fight for anyone else. It wasn't his mission or goal. He had promised himself that he was never going to let himself be used by anyone.
He didn't understand how stupid his future self could be, but with his current mindset, he couldn't convince himself to fight for Uprising, especially against an enemy like that.
He kept eating while keeping an eye on the battle on the screen. The situation was getting worse for the lady, but Lucifer didn't care. Neither did he know her nor he cared. She was no less than a stranger to him.
He finished eating.
"Now that Varant is dead, I have nothing to do. I have no wars to fight for myself, and I don't want to fight for others. It's time I leave."
He stood up and prepared to leave, taking one last glance at the screen. Two figures flew in the air, fighting one another. It was only one side that was losing so far, and it wasn't the side of the man.
Soon, another man joined the battles.
