Isaac looked at the beauties around Caesar, each with her own distinct charm. Though puzzled, he assumed a defensive stance, because some of the factions they belonged to had already been eliminated by him!
The remaining ones were not much better either; each had at least one or two teams eliminated by him—
Meanwhile, after establishing a mental link with Little Mouse and learning what had happened, Isaac relaxed his guard slightly. If there was some "illicit affair" involved, then they probably would not come to blows.
After all, no one would truly die here. At worst, they would suffer a little mental contamination, but that was no more than a minor inconvenience for a Demigod. There was no deep-seated enmity between them.
Of course, Isaac did not lower his guard because of that. What if one of these women happened to be a yandere?
Who could ever figure out the women of the supernatural world?
In the end, however, Isaac lowered his defensive stance because Caesar spoke.
"Cough, cough... You finally came! How are things on your end?" Seeing Isaac arrive, Caesar, who had been bitterly mediating the conflicts among the women, was instantly overjoyed. As though he had been granted salvation, he hurriedly asked.
Noticing Isaac's faint but unmistakable wariness, he quickly added, "Don't be nervous. They're all my teammates—"
Ignoring the suddenly unified, bone-chilling coldness behind him, Caesar hastily amended, "We've been through a lot together. Don't worry, you can trust them just as you trust me!"
Sure enough, the moment he said that, the effect was immediate!
The piercing chill behind him instantly melted away!
Isaac could only marvel at the sight. At that moment, he gained even more doubts about whether his big brother Caesar truly had the identity of a "protagonist," even though the