"It's okay if you don't understand, you just need to know this will help you greatly..."
But these memory fragments in Emhardt's mind are almost fleeting, because on some past day, they were mercilessly torn away and deprived by the owner of a pair of eyes filled with laughter...
"Riiiip!!"
That merciless monster is...
"Paimon!! Ugh, ahh!!"
Just thinking of that smiling, blurry figure, extreme fear instantly wakes Emhardt from his stupor, screaming in terror as if he has just awakened from an endless nightmare.
But when he opens his eyes, everything from the dream vanishes, making him forget why he was afraid, why he remembered.
What appears before him are only the equally stunned Dragon Court soldiers patrolling at night.
"What...what is this thing? Could it be a weapon developed by the Fake Court?"
As his vision gradually clears, the woman with long black hair before Emhardt slowly transforms into a completely unfamiliar South Continent native human appearance...
