On the morning of the seventh day.
The office was decorated with dark wooden furniture, and the wallpapered walls were adorned with a few inset bookshelves.
This was not the Prime Minister's office at the Congressional Building but a study in a private estate owned by Lanci, situated closer to the outskirts of Hershalraym.
"Lanci, how much longer do we have to wait?"
Cat Boss scrambled around on Lanci's clothes.
They had disguised themselves early that morning and arrived at this secluded departure point.
Waiting for the secretary to bring the person who would escort them to the Snowfield.
The prospect of embarking on a journey to the Demon World of this era made Cat Boss quite nervous.
Having never seen what the Demon World looks like, it was hard to imagine Lanci even contemplating venturing alone into the Demon King's Castle.
