Within the month that passed after Damien announced his declaration of war to his people, the two messengers he chose were able to effectively reach their destinations.
On one side, at the eastern edge of the Heavenly World, a woman with starkly white hair held a token in her hand.
There was a strange smile on her face that looked both incredulous and impressed.
"He sent this…?" She asked.
"Yes, ma'am. This message comes directly from our Young Lord."
The one who spoke was a man in black clothing that covered the majority of his appearance.
"Young Lord, eh…?"
She'd known the news for a while now, but it still surprised her every time she heard it.
'He really moved fast, doesn't he?'
She shook her head with a smile.
The message she received was a wild one. For Damien to be planning something of this scale mere months after he left for Void Palace was absolutely preposterous to her.
