Belphegor and Damon walked for a couple meters until they saw another Myrmidon camp that was a bit closer to the Old Acedia city.
However, there were five Myrmidons and the two of them were muscular, holding a claymore as their weapon.
"Are you ready?" Belphegor whispered as they looked at the camp. They were currently hiding behind thick bushes.
Damon pursed his lips as he gathered enough courage to kill a human being. "I will try my best," he muttered.
Belphegor raised an eyebrow since he didn't want to force Damon if he wasn't ready to kill yet. "Are you sure?" he asked in concern.
"Yes," Damon replied as he pulled Belphegor backwards as he wanted to talk about his plan.
Belphegor followed with a raised brow as he crouched down to match Damon's height and hear him clearly.
