"Every kingdom's needs are different. But as a citizen of Camelot, I cannot accept your plans," I replied, firmly rejecting the Azzorols who wanted to invade other kingdoms for the sake of their own people.
"Demons and Humans do often fight, it's only natural that you humans reject our plans," replied Azzorol.
You can see Azzorol standing on his feet, his hands gently patting his buttocks from the attached sand. I did the same thing as Azzorol, standing beside the demon.
"Go elsewhere, not to the west coast," Azzorol pleaded. Perhaps he meant my place of adventure.
"What is going on?" I asked, curious.
Azzorol was silent for a while just as the two of us stared at each other. Then, his head started to move, left and right as if nothing were to worry about.
His gestures didn't mean there was nothing to worry about, but he didn't want to tell a human like me about what would happen on the west coast.
