In Cocus of the Duchy of Calais…
Since it was right next to the southern swamps, it was extremely hot even though it was the middle of the night. Now and then, creepy birds flew out of the darkness with bloodcurdling shrieks.
At the edge of the swamp, Arnold, who had been staring at Cocus City, was suddenly amused. "Nielson, you never thought you could return to this city someday, did you?"
He was talking about his return as a master.
This place, as the capital of the Asso Empire, had the most perfect infrastructure for the defense that the Liege of Death worked out. Naturally, it became the target for the operation.
With his bloated fat jiggling, Nielson said with unusual, mixed feelings. "I thought that I would never visit Cocus again in my life… I remember that I was praised right here by the Liege of Death when I became a ninth-circle archmage."
