Fire of Conflict

Demonic Realm Border Fortress.

Nogs's upper body was exposed to the frigid air of the Frost Plains, his hammer-hard muscles stained with copious blood.

A savage wound ran from Nogs's left shoulder all the way to his chest.

Holding his left arm, Nogs expressionlessly watched Agatha, the only female human in the Border Fortress.

She held an unfamiliar salve in her hand and applied it to Nogs's wound.

A sharp, stinging sensation unlike pain seeped into Nogs's muscles, making his arm twitch instinctively.

"Don't move," Agatha said softly, as if scolding a child.

That warning made Nogs glare dangerously at the human. His soldiers would normally shrink back in fear at that look, but Agatha acted as if she had not seen it and directly wrapped bandages around Nogs's shoulder.

"Ice Cleansing Flower can only temporarily suppress the mist around your wound. As for a complete cure... my parents never taught me one."

After bandaging Nogs, Agatha stood up with the salve in hand.

Nogs was currently in the Border Fortress's treatment room. More than a dozen Demon Realm soldiers lay within the fortress, all of them having been suddenly attacked while on patrol.

The attackers had been soldiers from Frost Country. Nogs had captured some Frost Country soldiers as well, and their condition was all very strange.

"Worth, are you ready?"

Nogs moved his arm. Once he found that feeling was gradually returning to it, he picked up the longsword at his side.

"The army has assembled. The Teleportation Portal established by the Sin Demon has also opened. We can depart at any time, Your Highness," General Worth said.

"Wait..."

The moment Agatha saw Nogs leave with his sword, she grabbed his arm.

But Nogs violently shook her off. Just as Agatha was about to say something, Nogs pointed