After the incident settled down, Yor led Ha-neul into the cave.
Although something significant had occurred, he couldn’t just leave her standing outside.
During their walk to the cave, there was no conversation. They were both in a complicated state of mind.
“...”
Of course, Ha-neul, being human, felt somewhat uneasy.
The "blood of a demon" was a sensitive topic for NPCs.
It was understandable that they had shown such wariness up until now.
‘Then, was the time when I was covered in blood... related to this?’
She had many questions still swirling in her mind.
But she figured there would be another opportunity to find out later.
As they made their way to the cave, Ha-neul asked,
“By the way, can we just let that guy go like that? It seems a bit strange since he said that to me...”
“I feel uneasy too.”
“But why...?”
She cautiously inquired with her eyes, implying why he had let him go.
It seemed she viewed the world as a game, so it was quite easy for her to ask why he didn’t kill him.
Of course, Yor had reasons for his actions.
There was simply no way.
It was true that he felt sympathy, as they were among the few manifestation bearers.
But more than that, he was worried about the Lemegeton that might be behind that guy.
What would they think if he eliminated him? They wouldn’t sit idle, that’s for sure.
Joining their ranks was something he would never want, but he didn’t intend to be completely antagonistic either.
It was already troublesome enough; there was no reason to make it even more bothersome.
Thinking of them already gave him a headache...
‘Let’s think about it later.’
Ultimately, Yor decided to put off the thought for his future self. He figured he could manage somehow.
“...Hehe.”
Once he came out of his thoughts, he saw Ha-neul smiling widely in front of him.
Yor asked her,
“What’s so funny that you’re grinning like that?”
“Huh? No, it’s just...”
Ha-neul hesitated to answer.
She couldn't possibly say it was because she felt good about having a secret of her own.
After all, the blood of a demon was a very sensitive topic, and she probably had never mentioned it to anyone.
What did that mean?
In other words, she was the first among the beings from another world to discover this fact!
Thinking about that made her feel a certain closeness to him, as if they could connect more easily.
With such thoughts, she couldn't help but feel good.
But that thought was short-lived, as curiosity began to bubble up inside her.
Was she truly the first to uncover this fact...?
“Um, does anyone else know besides me?”
Unable to contain her curiosity, she asked Yor.
“Oh, uh. Your editor already knows about it, you know?”
She received a shocking revelation.
Upon hearing that, Ha-neul cursed her editor inwardly.
‘Unni...!’
When did that person find out! It felt strangely like they were always one step ahead.
If there was such important information, they should have shared it with her.
But thinking about it, it was indeed information that couldn't be shared...
Regardless, as a close business partner, she felt a bit disappointed.
So she thought for a moment that she should give her more work in the future.
Of course, she wasn’t a malicious employer, so she intended to offer better pay.
As she was thinking about this, Yor asked again,
“So, why did you come today?”
“Oh!”
Only then did Ha-neul remember that she had some important information to share today.
“Yor, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?”
“Um... good news first.”
Yor preferred to deal with the bad news later.
Ha-neul cleared her throat dramatically, as if she were trying to build anticipation.
What came out of her mouth was certainly surprising news.
“Seere has been defeated.”
“What?!”
Upon hearing that, Yor couldn’t help but cheer aloud.
Finally, that gay bastard is dead!
To be honest, he had been worried about when Seere would come to take revenge since he had already revealed his location.
It seemed that the bastard had been defeated before that could happen.
After all, it would be hard to survive long after losing his left arm.
The one who defeated Seere was the person called the "Demon King" that he had heard about from Sephir last time.
A man who had bravely jumped into the fray and dared to claim the title of King.
While Seere's physical form wasn’t weak, the true reason he was feared lay in his abilities.
After all, his powers were specialized for stealing and using others' belongings.
So, meeting someone who normally fought barehanded was akin to losing all leverage.
In any case, it was great news.
Not only had the threat that loomed over him disappeared, but the supply of the sacred water would also be restored.
Even though he had prepared for the future by acquiring the sacred water, if Seere had already been defeated, there was no reason to buy the sacred water at a high price.
What that meant was that he could acquire the sacred water once more.
‘Goodbye, Rampage A.’
Yor waved goodbye to Rampage A in his mind. He didn’t particularly miss him.
Just as he was smiling broadly, though, he noticed Ha-neul turning her gaze away with an ambiguous expression.
It seemed she had something more to say, but it looked like it was hard for her to say it in front of someone who was so happy.
Thinking about it, there was still one bad piece of news left.
Feeling an ominous premonition, Yor carefully asked Ha-neul,
“So, what’s the bad news...?”
“Uh, um...”
Ha-neul continued speaking.
“A prophecy... has come down again. It says a new demon will appear...”
“What? No way.”
This time, Yor found himself muttering curses without even realizing it.
What the hell was this? It was as if news of a subjugation and the appearance of a new demon were coming in relay.
Still, he forced himself to regain his composure and asked Ha-neul.
As had been the case before, the demon that would appear had a name.
“So, what’s the name of this demon that’s coming down? Do you happen to know?”
At his question, Ha-neul nodded lightly.
Then she slowly opened her mouth.
“It's...”
Wuuuuuuuuu!
A glow emanated from the altar adorned with geometric patterns.
It was a sign that the summoning was about to begin, as the gate to the demon realm opened, ready to call forth the demon they sought.
Watching this, Libia, the third faction leader dispatched here, couldn’t help but express her admiration.
“Wow, this time it’s summoning quickly.”
It was remarkable that the summoning circle was already shining, even though they hadn’t infused much mana.
Whether it was because the offering was less than usual or if the seal had already weakened by the time they arrived, either way, it was quite good news for them.
This altar was, of course, a place they had found using Andromalius's arm.
Thanks to Seere’s efforts to draw attention to the continent, they had been able to lift the seal without much interference.
“Oooh!”
“Here it comes!”
As time passed, the demon began to reveal itself.
The two cult members accompanying Libia gasped in awe at the sight.
The first thing that appeared was the demon's large, imposing horn.
A long, sharp horn protruded from the center of its head.
Following that were flowing white manes and a coat of pearly white fur.
If one ignored the horn, it resembled a luxurious white horse.
People would often refer to it as a unicorn.
At first glance, it appeared to be a divine beast rather than a demon.
The only indicators of its demonic nature were the heavy mana surrounding it and its pitch-black pupils.
As the demon descended, the faction leader and the two cult members quickly knelt in respect.
“I present myself before His Grace, the One-Horned Lord, Andromalius!”
““We greet you!””
The 67th-ranked demon, Andromalius.
“...Hmph.”
As soon as he emerged, he surveyed the surroundings with evident displeasure.
Thunk! Thud!
Then, without warning, he stabbed the two cult members flanking the faction leader.
“Grrrgh!”
“Gaaah!”
The sickening sound of flesh tearing and painful screams echoed through the air.
In an instant, the lives of the cult members, excluding the faction leader, were extinguished.
“Uh...?”
Libia, taken aback by this sudden turn of events, stammered.
“W-why...?”
“Those two have lost their purity.”
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“?”
She tilted her head, unable to comprehend the answer.
Regardless, Andromalius continued with a frown, though his voice remained smooth.
“It’s disheartening to see a non-virgin right after coming to this world. How filthy...”
“Um, um...?”
“In contrast, you still possess your purity. Truly admirable.”
The unicorn's eyes turned to the faction leader.
The gaze directed at her carried a hint of admiration.
Honestly, the situation felt bewildering.
Despite trying to summon a demon, they were met with someone who seemed charming instead.
But the unicorn, still grinning, continued to speak.
“Your decision to keep your purity until this day is commendable. Truly admirable.”
Libia released a small sigh of relief inwardly.
Thank goodness; it seemed she had made a good impression.
Then, she paused for a moment to reflect.
This demon summoned, while perhaps not entirely normal, was indeed intriguing.
“Um, um...”
The moment the unicorn revealed its form, there was a sudden commotion from behind.
A figure emerged from the shadows.
“Hey, what's going on?!”
“Why are you summoning something here?!”
Panic arose as a voice rang out, interrupting the demon summoning.
“Wait, wait! This isn’t right!”
“Uh, ugh!”
The members were bewildered, their voices echoing in the atmosphere.
Libia, flustered, turned to see who it was.
There stood Ha-neul, eyes wide in shock, as she witnessed the scene unfolding before her.
“What is this...?”
“Ha-neul?!”