"They want us to go? All of us?" the monk asked.
"No, the three of us. We can't send all the hero candidates there; it would be stupid," Meg said.
"That makes sense. I want to see this new demon king that is causing the issues, and if he is as strong as they say," the black-haired guy said.
"Well, we leave tomorrow, so get ready," Meg said and left the place.
As soon as she left the room, a middle-aged man stood there. She stopped when she saw him, looking forward.
"You know the main part of the plan, right? Assassinate the demon king candidate. If he dies, we can have an upper hand in the coming generation," the man said and slipped a small bottle of liquid to her.
"It took all the best poison practitioners and mages to craft a poison powerful enough to even knock out a hero.
For this kid, it will be very lethal. You just have to find a way to make a little of it get into his body.
