Saber Philip sighed as he closed his eyes angrily. He didn't think that this Box Hort was brave enough to let him stay with that mixed-blood alone in Supreme City.
"Is he worried that I will kill that bastard?" Saber Philip thought.
It was too late now.
Saber Philip opened his eyes again, and they were filled with desperation. "You win." He said.
Box Hort nodded with a bright smile. "I think so too." He replied.
As the two Mamen Demons got to the gate of the city, Saber Sage stared at Saber Philip harshly. This whole "welcome ceremony" was filled with oppression, anxiety, and gloating.
Saber Philip lowered his head, he knew that his execution of everything was too sloppy.
"Sage, let's move quickly." Box Lee called at Saber Sage with joy, "It is not a good thing to let Her Highness wait for us for too long."
"Got it." Saber Sage replied with displeasure as he paced himself.
