Is this… a dream?
Fishball blinked multiple times. Not only did the Senior Demon spare him, she wanted to communicate with the leader of the Witches?
But the piece of paper and his broken gun were proof that it was not a hallucination.
He lowered himself and picked up the piece of paper—The Senior Demon had not bound it or sealed it with candlewax, revealing the content written on it. Despite knowing that he should not be reading it, he stole a few glances.
Bottomless Land?
Deity of Gods?
I have no idea what any of this is about—
This allowed Fishball to heave a sigh of relief.
Just based on the words written, no one would have ever guessed that it came from a demon.
"That's right, the others!" He suddenly recalled his missing comrades! It wasn't time to ponder over the letter!
"Fauch! Cartier! Blanket—!"
