Just to be safe, Iver still pulled everyone else along and waited quietly until nightfall.
All kinds of potions and equipment had been prepared in advance, and even Iver's mana had been fully restored through prayer. It was all to prevent another ambush by that Punishment Demon at dusk.
Demons recovered rather quickly. As long as they were not dead and could still move, eating a few people would let them recover most of their strength in about a day.
But even after the sky had gone completely dark and the moon had risen, that Punishment Demon still did not appear.
"Did he give up?"
Hai Na asked seriously.
Earlier, when Iver and Lily had fallen into danger, she had not been present as the team's shield. That made her feel deeply guilty.
At Royal Law University, they repeatedly studied an important concept—the Armored Profession absolutely could not allow fragile, unarmored companions to be directly exposed to the enemy's attack range.
That was an utterly unqualified protector.
Regardless of whether those fragile extraordinary companions could deal with the enemy themselves, the team's inspectors still had to step forward. The same spell might not seriously injure them, but if it landed on someone else, it could be fatal. Even if both suffered equally fatal wounds, the vigorous inspectors would hold on much longer, and after receiving treatment, they would recover more easily without leaving hidden complications.
It was just like the Bureau of Supervision being attacked earlier—if the Law Court had been attacked instead, they basically would not have held out until Iver arrived to rescue them. The same went for the inspectors who had been badly wounded during Iver's enshrinement ceremony.
"I think that Punishment Demon is still making further preparations."
Iver shook his head.
The batch of Demon Scholars