-It's a shame, we already killed the young master they were protecting. -said the Herald with feigned sadness.
Sitan, who was protecting someone for the first time, hesitated for just a moment.
The Herald's wand struck Sitan hard on the temple and sent him bouncing to the ground.
-It's so sad. The Sevec marquisate has so much money and such pathetic warriors, even though their lords are Demons of Force.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! ...
The Herald was surprised to hear the powerful booms that echoed throughout the surroundings.
••••
A short time ago.
Mart was sitting in the armchair drinking a cup of Tarioc nectar that Iristel had prepared for him. He had used his demonic perception and energy sensitivity to stay alert to what was happening outside.
The 15 wands were still floating above Mart. Deniris was also nearby, her ears tilted, which told Mart that she was scared.
