"Gedora! The Demon Race has begun their counterattack! They say they are sworn to reclaim the body of the Demon King!"
Gedora frowned, "How does the Demon Race still have the strength to counterattack? Their main forces should have been annihilated in the campaign against the Demon King. Even if some remnants survived, shouldn't they be easy to handle?"
Charlette gently shook her head, her expression still somewhat anxious, "It's not that we can't fend them off, it's just... if you go, Gedora, we could minimize our losses, right? People have suffered enough from the fires of war. I will go with you; the more we do, the fewer sacrifices the world has to make."
Gedora, upon hearing this, was moved and held Charlette's hand, "Charlette, you are truly a kind and gentle girl. You always make me feel a sense of wonder in such moments. Having someone like you by my side to guide me is indeed my good fortune."
