"Can you see what's happening to him?" After staring in the direction the Pumpkin Carriage had gone for a while, Philo ultimately couldn't put her mind at ease and turned to Angel.
Angel nodded, but instead of answering, she rubbed the black spellbook that had suddenly appeared on her lap with her right hand for a moment, then shook her head. "I can't see."
After a pause, she continued, "My strength is too weak right now. It isn't enough to investigate matters related to the Demon God, let alone when he carries more than just the Demon God's power."
Hearing this, although Philo had already known the answer in her heart, she still couldn't help feeling disappointed. She had no doubts, merely nodding. She still trusted Angel greatly.
And so, one of them drank milk while watching the direction Isaac had left in, while the other quietly stroked the spellbook on her lap. Her expression was tranquil, with no visible change.
Meanwhile, Isaac, who had driven the carriage out of town, did not head straight for yesterday's location. Instead, he took a detour and stopped at a riverbank, where he and Liuli got out and waited quietly.
Before long, a party of Adventurers also "happened" to stop at the riverbank to rest. Isaac smiled at the sight, while Liuli's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
"There's no need to keep acting, everyone. This riverbank only has the lowest-grade Slimes—not even a First Order Demonic Beast. Ordinary Adventurers wouldn't come here, let alone a group with two Great Warriors."
Warriors were a supernatural profession descended from knights. It was said to be the work of some Wizard. Like knights, warriors were skilled in Battle Skills and possessed powerful physiques, but they lacked the exquisite and miraculous Breathing Techniques knights used to regulate