The Bloodstained War God, Rivale

After glancing through the contents of the commission, the burly man knew where Galan and his companion would be going, and he coldly chuckled.

He tossed the information back onto the table, said nothing more, and turned to leave the association's lobby.

Somewhere on the outskirts of [Äußerst], on a wide, flat area outside the forest, several [Lion Dogs ] were wantonly trampling on the surrounding environment, knocking down trees or sending boulders flying from time to time, making the place chaotic and messy, no longer the peaceful place it once was.

The monsters were already affected by the Barrier outside [Äußerst] as soon as they got here, making it difficult for them to go any further. However, their inherently brutal nature left them with nowhere to unleash their destructive desires, which is why they wreaked havoc here without any reason.

"What a spoilsport you kids! Don't you know you should leave the old man a quiet place to sit?"

Just then, a tall figure appeared from the depths of the woods.

Before this, there should have been nothing there, but the other person walked out of the previously empty place quite naturally.

The man strolled leisurely, his long cloak billowing behind him without wind, his steady steps revealing a touch of aristocratic elegance.

The two Demons horns on his head made no attempt to conceal his identity; he was clearly a Demons.

His voice was very magnetic, like that of a kind and approachable uncle, communicating with the [Lion Dog] in the distinctive tone of an elder.

Yet, there was an underlying sense of unease, which could be seen from the [Lion Dog].

They, who had been wreaking havoc, suddenly stopped, their legs trembling, displaying a trembling appearance. They lowered their heads, not daring to look at the man in front of them, and made chirping noises.

However, the man did not make any further moves. He simply looked around and then walked to a rock that had been overturned by the [Lion Dog] and lay down on it.

He gazed thoughtfully at the sky, lost in thought.

A cool breeze would occasionally blow through the surrounding woods, making people feel itchy, but the group of [Lion Dog] were not in the mood to feel whether the breeze was comfortable or not.

Although Demons evolved from monsters, they are like two completely different species, with no particular affinity between them.

On the contrary, the Demons in front of them could annihilate these demons at any time if they so desired.

The Lion Dog lay prostrate on the ground, their bodies trembling slightly, awaiting the judgment of the person before them.

It wasn't that they didn't want to escape, but the moment they sensed the other's presence, they knew they couldn't get away.

The overwhelming power left them breathless, and they could only obediently bow their heads. The Demons before them seemed harmless, yet it was like a disaster itself.

It's as if the slightest gesture or movement could unleash unexpected terror.

"Alright, stop playing around here and give me a place to take a nap."

He finally remembered that there was such a group of things around him, so he casually waved to the [Lion Dogs ], but it was as if an emperor was giving an order to his subjects.

Right now, all he wants is a quiet place to pass the time, and he doesn't want anything around him to disturb his peace.

Upon receiving the instructions, the [Lion Dogs ] scattered in a flurry, fleeing the area as if staying near this Demons for even a second longer would be torture for them.

However, the Demons didn't seem to care much. He simply closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment, as if he had entered a sweet dream. In reality, however, an extraordinary [Mana detection] emanated from his body, even partially enveloping [Äußerst].

What's terrifying is that almost none of the Mages in the city who were detected were aware that they were being sensed by a Demons using Mana.

Only the old man inside Serie's Palace, Serie's disciple, sensed something at that moment and immediately released his own Mana to fight against the Demons.

Because of the considerable distance from [Äußerst], the old man was ultimately able to expel the Demons' Mana Detection that had infiltrated the city. However, he wasn't particularly surprised by this, as he was well aware of the old man's strength and identity, and his ability to do so was within his expectations.

He did this simply to confirm Serie's current whereabouts.

And just as he had expected, Serie was not in the city at the moment; she must have had to leave [Äußerst] for some reason.

"She's gone...::. I was a little hesitant about whether to challenge her again, but it seems I won't have a chance...:.. Well, if I challenge her like this, I'll probably die, right?"

The Demons chuckled self-deprecatingly, but his eyes revealed an endless fervor for battle.

His identity is now self-evident; he is none other than [Bloodstained War God] Rivale.

He was simply passing through the area and was following the Demon King's orders to clean up the humans in this area.

However, as I wandered around, I got closer to [Äußerst]. After learning that Serie was currently stationed there, I decided to give it a try and came to take a look. Unfortunately, I didn't run into her, or perhaps I was just lucky.

He knew that if the two met again, they wouldn't have the same good fortune as before; one of them would inevitably die, and that person would most likely be himself.

Even though he, Rivale, was the strongest warrior among the Demons, after his previous battle with Serie, he knew very well that he could not defeat her.

Even now, Rivale cannot imagine a future where he can defeat Serie.

"As expected, I'm still not strong enough. Heh, looks like I still need to find some strong opponents to hone my skills."

As he was pondering this, he suddenly sensed a faint, familiar presence emerging from outside the city.

"That's... Serie's scent? No, that's not right... Serie shouldn't be in the city right now. Given her personality, she would never do something as illogical as hiding her scent."

Rivale knew Serie's personality; if she could, she would let everyone know how powerful she was, and she would never do anything secretive.