Serges sighed helplessly, then reached out and opened a teleportation portal.
"No need to inform us either way, it's not really related to us, right?"
Duanmu Huai yawned and then walked into the portal.
The fight's over, killed enough, thrilled to the max, time to go back and rest.
Through the teleportation array, the group returned to the human world. Everyone was exhausted, too tired to even wash the blood and grime off, and they all retreated to their rooms for rest. Duanmu Huai was no exception — but he didn't have to worry about that issue, as the fully enclosed power armor protected him from any blood stains. So, Duanmu Huai also returned to his bedroom, lay down on his bed, and promptly fell asleep.
The Old Demon King Faction's attack naturally stirred unrest in the Devil World, but it had no impact on the Tribunal in the human world. The next morning, everyone woke up, went on with their meals as usual.
Except...
"Miss Aisia hasn't come yet."
