At the Succubus God's camp.
Bewitching Heart Demon King Mephisto and Shadow Demon King Salist had also heard the scouts' report.
"How foolish."
"Oh my, there's nothing to worry about now. It's just a shame about that handsome little Black. It breaks my heart to hear he's hurt."
Bewitching Heart Demon King Mephisto patted his chest, setting his ample bosom swaying.
Shadow Demon King Salist was more practical.
"The Blood Demon God Faction is weakened right now, especially its Ninth Tier Prodigies. In my view, this is the perfect time to explore Illusion Star Lake. What do you think, Mephisto?"
Bewitching Heart Demon King Mephisto's eyes turned dreamy.
"I think that Black is such an intriguing little heartthrob. Even badly wounded, he forced Kreis and Mort to give up everything they had, and even that Old Schemer Ashamai came off worse. That cunning and those methods are far more interesting than brutes who only know how to fight. Just hearing about him sets my heart aflutter~~~"
Shadow Demon King Salist: ...
"Snap out of it. This isn't the time for that. The ruins at Illusion Star Lake matter more. Besides... something about this feels wrong. Black acted decisively and ruthlessly yesterday. How could he fall into a trap so easily? And leave the entire Blood Demon God Faction weakened?"
Black was clearly ruthless and full of schemes.
They still had to be on their guard.
But Bewitching Heart Demon King Mephisto merely stared into the distance without replying. Who knew what he was thinking?
Beside him, Estelle's eyes flickered...
"I think Black may come to us himself very soon."
Estelle was right.
Black did leave the Blood Demon God Faction's Base Camp the next day.
But the first faction he visited was not the Succubus God Faction.
He went