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Nevertheless, there was no denying that the mercenary in question must have possessed some kind of talent or skill to have earned Arazra's trust and been entrusted with such a powerful weapon.
Asmodea confided in Sitri about her thoughts on the situation. "I knew that Old Age disappeared about a year after our Lord's death, but the fact that it ended up in the hands of the Lord's son is remarkable," she said.
Sitri nodded in agreement. "It's quite the coincidence, but it seems like he's put it to good use," he replied.
Asmodea scoffed. "He may be skilled, but he has no right to wield that sword. It wasn't meant for him," she said, irritation creeping into her voice.
"Perhaps he feels entitled to all of our father's possessions," Sitri suggested.
"He's an arrogant little prick," Asmodea spat.
Reginald maintained a cautious demeanor as he observed his captors, Sitri and Asmodea, while the former was venting her frustrations on her brother.
Reginald had recently discovered that Sitri's true name was Trash, and he pondered whether it would be wiser for him to use her real name instead.
The constraints were so tight that he could not move a muscle, not even his fingers, which were individually restrained.
Reginald realized that his only hope of surviving this ordeal was to put aside his pride and acquiesce to their demands.
He had to find a way to appease them and hopefully earn their trust, but it would not be an easy task. The weight of his predicament was heavy on his shoulders, and he felt a sense of helplessness creeping over him.
Sitri nodded her head in agreement before turning her attention to Reginald, "It makes no difference as to the reason why; for the time being, all that is important is that we find out where the sword is and retrieve it. What's up, is that you, Reginald? How were you able to determine that Veronica had passed away?"
Reginald took a deep breath before answering, "Well, instead of explaining how I will be able to accomplish that, how about I simply tell you that I will be able to show you where the other members of my group are? Despite their being just Archibald and Thaddeus."
Asmodea raised an eyebrow at Reginald's statement, "Are you suggesting that you will betray your companions in exchange for your freedom?"
Reginald's lips twisted into a bitter smile, "I am suggesting that I am willing to do whatever it takes to survive. And if that means giving you information about my comrades, then so be it."
Sitri leaned in closer to Reginald, her voice low and dangerous, "Don't play games with us. If you are lying to us, I will make sure you suffer a fate worse than death."
Reginald gulped nervously, knowing that Sitri wasn't someone to be trifled with. He tried to keep his composure as he answered, "I assure you, I am not lying."
Reginald then proceeded to provide his petty explanation on why, saying, "I don't particularly care for men. I only became a member of this organisation because of Veronica and Elizabeth, and since both of them have passed away, I don't see any need to continue showing any allegiance to the other people in this group."
Sitri cocked an eyebrow and said, "You are most certainly a demon." Whatever it is, lead us in the direction of the nearest one. It would be wonderful if we could finish this up in its entirety before the advent of the Disappearing Storm.
Reginald shifted his gaze away from Sitri, unable to hide his discomfort at the demon's statement. "Yes, I am a demon," he admitted reluctantly, "but my personal preferences have nothing to do with our current mission."
Asmodea interrupted, "Enough chitchat. Reginald, lead us to your companions."
As a result, Reginald walked at a rapid speed as he led Asmodea and Sitri away from the area in which they were searching for one of their fellow soldiers.
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Aureal, a beautiful yet pale Fallen Angel, spoke with conviction, "Give me control of this odious creature and his vile minions." Her words were strong and unwavering, leaving no room for doubt. The creature she referred to was Thaddeus, a demon of Gluttony.
It was Thaddeus who had led the initial attack on Jessica and her two companions. His ambush was hastily set up with a group of monstrous creatures that did not seem to be affiliated with any of the rings.
Despite being a demon of Gluttony, Thaddeus was oddly thin, with a slender build that contrasted with his demonic nature. He had a peculiar bluish-green mane on the side of his head that was styled to resemble a crown, pointing skyward.
Aureal's request for control of Thaddeus and his minions hinted at her intentions to take charge of the situation. Her presence exuded authority, and it was clear that she was a force to be reckoned with.
As the group of adventurers faced off against Thaddeus and his minions, it remained to be seen how Aureal's involvement would affect the outcome of the battle.
Thaddeus, the Gluttony demon, had a rather unusual appearance. He was dressed in a dark blue jumper with buttons and wore thin, baggy trousers that flapped around his legs. He didn't bother with any shoes or armor, but despite his disheveled and revolting appearance, he exuded an air of confidence.
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