A moment ago.
"We need to run!"
"I'm going to bring everything I have."
"Move!"
The city of Tensel, the heart of Count Renatti's territory, was engulfed in panic. They had heard of the incoming demon army, with the ancient demon at the helm.
If it were a demon army with only a superior demon leading them, they probably would not make a lot of fuss. However, it all changed when the ancient demon was mentioned.
It was a demon that no spirit grandmaster could afford to fight. Standing in their path was the same as courting death.
That was why it would have been a disaster if they had chosen to fight. The logical decision would be to run as far as possible.
Count Renatti gritted his teeth, sitting in his carriage. He, too, was going to flee.
While clutching his head, Count Renatti gritted his teeth while muttering, "This is not my fault. This is not my fault. Even though I can fend off superior demons, an ancient demon is too much.
