A huge silver-black crow flew through the sky, carrying a young man, a lady, and two girls on its back.
This was Draco and the group. After Elsa had temporarily suppressed the Massacre Intent relapse, Xylara left a warning that Draco must not use the Massacre Intent in battle, as doing so would only strengthen it and allow it to fight back.
Elsa then suggested that she knew someone who specialized in cultivating Massacre Intent. Perhaps he would have a solution for Draco's condition.
They had been traveling for over ten hours. It was already late, and Draco thought they should rest. However, Elsa assured them that they were close to their destination.
Strangely, they had not been attacked by any Volkoids along the way. It seemed Elsa's terror still lingered in the minds of the Volkoids. "As expected of an Overlord," Draco thought.
Such an Overlord was now his pet, and her bloodline was no weak one. He knew she would eventually stand on par with him.
