Are you really human? How could you possibly catch up to that lord?!
Faced with the Snake Demon's impotent rage, Scribe merely shrugged.
Then, he raised his Nichirin Blade high.
As she looked at the Nichirin Blade radiating scorching heat, a thought flashed through the Snake Demon's mind once more.
Death upon contact!
With a loud roar, the Snake Demon retreated, moving along the edge of the room.
From the look of it, she seemed to be planning to switch targets.
Sure enough, after moving close to the wall for a while, the Snake Demon changed direction and charged at Tamayo.
Perhaps she thought she could take Tamayo hostage and use her to threaten Scribe.
Watching the Snake Demon rush toward Tamayo, a faint smile flickered across Scribe's lips.
Others might not know, but he had spent several hundred years by Tamayo's side.
Her combat ability might not have been particularly strong, but there was no way a mere Snake Demon could hurt her.
Just as Scribe had expected, Tamayo's eyes showed no trace of panic as she watched the Snake Demon charge at her.
She slowly rolled up her sleeve and lightly drew her right hand across it.
In an instant, several thin bloody marks appeared on Tamayo's arm.
Bewitching Blood *Visual Fantasy Fragrance
A cloyingly sweet scent filled the air. After inhaling it, the Snake Demon immediately felt dizzy.
Her charging speed grew slower and slower until she finally stopped three meters away from Tamayo.
Blood Demon Art!
Only then did she realize that the woman before her was a demon just like herself.
Before she could think about why a human was traveling with a demon, her consciousness grew increasingly blurred.
In the end, she collapsed with a thud, her head smashing into the floor.
Shaking his