As the hero expedition party tended to their wounds, Mashiro stared at where the demon generals had previously stood. "They were testing us, even the demon kings... but why?"
Richard looked up. The crimson sky had long faded, but he was still troubled by something. "Perhaps they're not as united as we thought. Whatever their reason, we must press on and advance. The true battle lies ahead."
"You're right. But, why do I feel like Shrine Priestess Miko, the sacred lady of the Elysion Chruch, knows more than anything we can imagine?" Nyla clasped her hands and pressed them on her chest, feeling restless.
"Do you think she can foresee the future? They arrived just to save us from doom. So, since she said the other demon kings won't pull any ambush like the previous one, can we take it for granted?" Katsue was honestly concerned.
