"And just let them leave like that?"
"That's not like you."
A 'little witch' standing barefoot, dressed in a slightly oversized robe, stood on the branch of a Return Soul Poplar, watching a Hunting Team dressed in Danghag uniforms slowly retreat with a mutated Houdou, and couldn't help but glance at the female demon beside her.
Nikita, playing with a bracelet on her wrist made from the illusion of a Three-headed Black Flood Dragon, leaned against the tail end of the branch, her long legs relaxedly hanging down, her eyes on the surface of Silent River, somewhat lost in thought, not knowing what she was pondering.
Further in the distance, at the edge of the female demon's sight, a monster legion emerging from Silent Forest and Dreamland was continuously charging towards the small town across the river.
