The appearance of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons gave the people of the Flower Capital an experience that was both nerve-racking and delightful.
It was that feeling of being somewhat afraid, yet unable to stop watching.
Even after Rihan Nura and the others had left, everyone was still discussing the demons.
Wano Island had a long history, so naturally it also had legends of demons.
But as people's understanding improved, they gradually began calling them rare beasts.
"Demons?!"
Yami Sukehiro wore a thoroughly strange expression.
In his homeland, people called magic demon arts and magical beasts demons.
Yet now, he had actually seen real demons capable of using demon arts.
Though they belonged to an officially recognized intelligent race, the Demon Race.
The wonders of this Sea Star truly broadened one's horizons. Every day brought something surprising.
Meanwhile, atop Shogun Castle,
It had to be said that looking down upon the city's brilliant lights beneath the moon from this angle was truly magnificent.
But after hearing about the Nura Clan's Horror House, Imu had an idea.
The two matters were unrelated, of course. The important thing was Spirit Capital.
He was considering whether Spirit Capital could be firmly tied to the Fire Festival.
"Do you know the origin of this fire festival? Who are they commemorating?"
Imu gently swirled the goblet between his fingers, letting the red wine ripple lightly within.
Yet his question plunged Mihawk into a brief silence.
Even Gion and Stussy, who had been chatting and laughing behind him, instinctively quieted down.
Falcon Dragon, Karna, Fatalis, and Zenon, hidden in the void and standing guard nearby, were equally curious.
In the end, Mihawk broke the atmosphere, which had turned somewhat chilly.
"Four hundred years ago, during the war in which the former samurai of Wano