Lord Dog did not seem to care about the escaping-in-a-flurry horned dog. It laid under the Path-Understanding Tree, then continued sleeping soundly.
Whitey reached out its head from the kitchen, with its violet eyes slightly shining. It raised its big hands, rubbing its round head.
Hum…
A dull sound rang out as a human figure came in from the bronze gate, appearing inside the restaurant. This figure carried a huge long pike on its shoulders, which was engraved with mysterious stripes. The stripes would shine at times, as a terrifying and oppressing energy revolved on the long weapon.
"Oh… This is the inside of the restaurant? It is pretty exquisite and comfortable," Shadow Demon muttered.
It was such a comfortable environment, so why did the horned dog have a face of meeting a ghost?
Leaning the long pike on his shoulder, Shadow Demon scanned his surroundings.
