"Duke Black Dog's" Tour

The next morning, accompanied by the soft chirping of birds, Samael, Morgan, and Melly woke one after another, met in the living room, and had breakfast.

At the dining table, Samael brought up the concern that had surfaced in his mind the previous night.

Morgan pondered for a moment, her brows drawing together slightly.

"Although we took a shortcut and saved some time, Darlington's crisis hasn't been resolved. Time is tight. We can only wait here for three to five days at most. If there's still no result by then, we must set out immediately."

"So it's best to work on both fronts. First, we should look around Gloucester and search for clues related to the Earth Clan Chief. Then, tonight, we can ask Muriian. We shouldn't put all our hopes on the Winged Tribe."

Samael stroked his chin and offered his suggestion.

"I've heard that the Wind Clan is very well-informed. I'll go take a look at the Grand Cathedral. Maybe I'll find something."

Melly was eager to get out and stretch her legs. Rarely taking the initiative, she accepted the task.

"Mm... that works..."

Given this succubus's long record of misdeeds, Samael had initially wanted to refuse. But on second thought, the Wind Clan fae seemed to be just as scummy.

Thus, the ancient serpent simply let her go and allowed Melly to make trouble on her own.

After all, no matter which side suffered, he wouldn't lose out.

"According to Habetrotrot, some time ago, an army of corpses diverted from Darlington, along with quite a few Naraku Insects, entered the Nameless Forest and destroyed several villages. It seems they were eventually dealt with. The battlefield is somewhere northeast of Gloucester, so I'll investigate that area."

Morgan spread out a map and selected the region she had marked.