At this moment, Shien had no idea that, in Nobu's eyes, he had once gone from being a Hero to a demon, then from a demon to a beastman.
If he had known, he would definitely have taught Nobu what a beating from society was.
Completely unaware that he had narrowly escaped disaster, Nobu watched Shien put away the Holy Sword and walk over, trying hard to steady his breathing.
Well, as a strong man, he had his pride too. Even if he could not beat the other party, he could not let Shien think he was all show—built like this, yet panting like a dog.
So Nobu forcefully suppressed his ragged breathing and spoke with feigned calm.
"Good thing we didn't let a single one escape. Even Geura won't discover what happened here so quickly."
That was true enough.
After all, Geura was currently in the World's Crevice, not outside.
While gaining a shelter like the World's Crevice, Geura's connection to the outside world had naturally become much weaker.
In that case, before their prearranged contact time arrived, or before someone discovered what had happened here and brought the news back, Geura likely would not know that the legion under his command had been slaughtered.
All in all, this had been a perfectly executed assassination massacre.
"Fine." Shien curled his lip. "Let's hurry into the World's Crevice."
"I know." Nobu nodded heavily, casually tore off his clothes, wiped the blood from his fists, then walked bare-chested toward the depths of the military camp.
Looking at Nobu's absurdly muscular physique, Shien did not know whether he should envy him.
Do not misunderstand. He did not want to become like Nobu and turn into a musclebound man.
Still, those eight-pack abs did make Shien a little envious.
Ever since coming to