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Lord Eastgrain woke up in the middle of Sylph and Celica's fight and felt completely afraid. The elven woman protecting him was almost unconscious, and the two demons at his side made him recoil. He suddenly recalled he had been brought down to his knees by these powerful people, and that he had even cried due to his own regrets and foolishness. But right now, his top priority was surviving.
Out of pure panic, the man ran away outside the barrier, without Faylen being able to do much, as she was already too weak to even move. He ran and ran more, without looking back. He evaded large monsters that ignored his small size, and continued running, aiming to escape the city itself and somehow survive somewhere else.
"This entire place's doomed now! I cannot stay here; I have to run… RUN!" He cried, looking behind for a split of a second, and seeing that blue haired half-demon girl fighting Sylph.
"That girl… Is she really my daughter? That child that one slave gave birth to…?" He thought to himself. "No… I have no daughter! This is ridiculous, I would never accept a half-demon daughter! Women are so disgusting and pathetic, always giving birth to children just because they were barely touched… I only had one night with that prostitute before she got that scar… I never touched her ever again! That girl is probably not my daughter but that of someone else that violated that woman before… I have no daughters! Even less from a disgusting demon!"
He continued rambling to himself, trying to convince himself that he had no daughter. However, Celeste had striking similarities to his face shape, she even had the same shape of nose and the color of her eyes was very similar, even the shape of her eyebrows… yet he couldn't even fathom to recognize her.
"This damn fiefdom filled with stupid and useless nobles… Those damn and disgusting demons, these bastardly heroes, and those cheeky brats! I am so tired of everything… I am so tired of this hell of a place!" He screamed.
"I thought I would be able to live in peace and as I pleased once that old man kicked the bucket, they convinced me I would be able to do as I pleased, and that this place would prosper…!" He thought.
"But it was all wrong… All of it wrong… I can't even maintain this shithole, my father… How did he even manage?! I… I am not cut for this… I am not cut to be a father either! I am not cut for anything other than… being by myself…"
The man suddenly ran off into a dead end, as he tried to turn around only to find a large black lion of over three meters of height glaring at him from the other side.
"Ahh… W-Wait…!"
"GRRR… GROAR!"
The lion ran towards him, as its jaws easily reached him, biting and tearing his body apart faster than he could even process what was happening.
"Ah… I-I'm dying…?"
His last thoughts were completely in disbelief, as he was, indeed, dying.
The lion devoured the entire man, as it suddenly began to lose some black fog covering its body, regaining its senses.
"Grrr…?"
The lion looked around without realizing what had happened, and then ran off, being quickly killed by a falling boulder conjured by Nepheline several meters away.
And from above a nearby building, a person wearing a black cloak reabsorbed this black fog, looking with an expressionless face… Her dark-skinned body was covered on scars, and she had no legs, but the tail of a snake instead starting from her hips.
"Celica, I've done what you could not…"
She looked at the scene for a bit longer before disappearing into the buildings with incredible agility and swiftness. Meanwhile, a young and handsome looking elf looked at the scene from even farther away as he sighed.
"Huh, so that's where she said she wanted to go… Well, she sure did something productive." Arafunn laughed, as he saw the children sleeping carefreely over their beds within the demon orphanage.
After the monsters left in the noble district and any other that ran off was caught, the heroes returned to the orphanage, bringing the unconscious Sylph and Celica, and quickly decided to grab everything here and run away from the city.
Having already rescued every person they cared for; they had no time to waste anymore. Whatever fate this place had was not their problem any longer… no, they simply had no time to care.
But surely, it couldn't get even worse than it already was…
Meanwhile, within a secret hideout the heroes could never find, a group of black cloaked people sighed in disappointment.
"What a disappointment... Maybe we underestimated the heroes."
"That girl that the heroes have… she's incredible."
"Just what sort of powers does she even has? I had never thought someone could bring such power out of nowhere, even less someone so young and unexperienced."
"The power of her Divine Protection alone would never go this far; this is surely the work of something more…"
"Well, our primary mission has been successfully completed though…" A pale man, who was definitely not a demon but a human wearing a purple and black cloak looked into a shiny sphere in his hand.
"The Ancient Core has been successfully secured; I suppose."
"Yeah, it was certainly easy to get there while those fools threw havoc all around the noble district. Everyone ran away so it was easy to infiltrate here…"
"Boss, are we going back home now? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I told you I don't care if those people survived or not. My mission was not to kill them, that's a fixation the God of Dungeons has, not me. I am not his slave to do his bidding." The man leading the group said. "Whatever fate that girl named Celeste has, it is no longer our problem either, let's go."
"Wait, what about the dragon we brought here?"
"I told you I don't care. He can destroy everything or fly away; I don't give a damn." The leader of the group said. "I have stopped giving a damn about a lot of things long time ago… Even my former comrades…"
FLASH!
Space suddenly distorted itself, the same way a Dungeon Break was created, as the people quickly walked through the portal and then it swiftly closed itself.
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