Sterl was in a good mood, and his hands didn't stop moving. For the third time, he launched a teleportation attack into an area occupied by a dozen people.
However, this time...
Before Sterl could make his move, he noticed someone standing in front of him.
It was four Supremes under the Succubus Queen, led by Flanda. The other three Supremes wore hesitant expressions; they had been lured over by Flanda's persuasion, who claimed she had always wanted to help Mephistopheles, citing a sort of camaraderie.
But in Sterl's eyes...
They were just four ordinary Supremes.
Flanda? Yes, she was there, but what distinguished her from the other three?
"Mephistopheles, let's call a truce."
"If you want to hunt down the people from the Lord of Evil Spirits faction, we can help. There's no need for us to fight among ourselves…"
Flanda spoke with considerable confidence.
