"But still—"
"Shhh… Let me take care of you, Master. Trust in me. Trust in me that is your maid," Aezel said with her finger on Lawrend's lips.
"...Alright." Lawrend nodded his head reluctantly.
"Fufufufu. I won't get hurt that easily, Master," Aezel said with a laugh.
She was a Noble Demon. She led a small army of demons into here. That's why she has enough experience to survive even the hardest ordeal she can imagine. Of course, as long as it is within her power.
"Okay. I and you will go then," Lawrend replied.
He grabbed her hand and held it.
"Can we go back first?" Lawrend asked the Venerated White Roc.
"I will lead you to the Ancient Temple tomorrow morning," she replied.
"Thank you. We'll be back," Lawrend replied with a smile on his face.
And so, Lawrend, Aezel, and Aleshia returned to the city. The night was already approaching. One could already see the moon hanging up in the sky.
