"Tsk tsk tsk! I didn't expect you to bring humanity's army this far. Don't you realize how difficult it was for me to track down your coordinates?"
At the sound of the voice, Luna, Valen, and Albert froze in shock. Instinctively, they turned toward the source and saw Leon, draped in a black mantle and wearing a half-face mask. He walked toward them with his hands folded behind his waist, a faint smile playing on his lips as he gazed at them.
Luna's expression, once indifferent and calm, instantly brightened with happiness.
"Leo—" Just as she rose to call his name, Valen, standing beside Albert, sprang to his feet, cutting her off.
"Demon Emperor! How dare you show yourself before me?!" Valen shouted, his fists clenched tight.
His eyes, filled with hatred, anger, and resentment, were fixed on Leon. If looks could kill, Leon would have been pierced a thousand times over.
