"Demon clans, the Demon King... really fascinating," Hercules watched as the Knight departed, with faint electric arcs flickering in his eyes.
"Roland sister?" Just then, a voice came from behind Hercules, it was Rafael.
Hearing this familiar voice, Hercules's expression stiffened momentarily before he calmed himself and turned around, speaking with an indifferent tone as if it were nothing.
"Yes, Rafael. It might not be possible to practice swordsmanship these next few days since we're outside. As the team leader, I need to ensure my condition, and I didn't bring the wooden swords for training either."
Hercules chuckled lightly, gazing at Rafael and strenuously suppressing the urge to grip the hilt of a sword.
"It's not about that, sister Roland. It's my pet Doro," Rafael showed a slightly embarrassed expression, "This morning, it seemed to sense something and became very impatient, so I would like to request to temporarily leave the team..."
Doro?
