Wait, Had she merely taken a liking to Jana?
As this thought occurred to them, the Tempest Domain soldiers and generals gradually shifted their gazes toward the open ground not far away.
There, the Spirit Clan girl Jana, whom Ragnar had stomped into a human stick and who had seemed on the verge of death, now had brand-new limbs.
She was currently pulling the pair of Golden Boots off her severed limbs and putting them onto her own feet.
Hopping about on one foot, she no longer looked anywhere near death!
For a demon to go so far for someone, if she had not taken a liking to Jana herself, then only one possibility remained.
This demoness must have a close relationship with Jana.
Otherwise, why would she expend her strength to help an unfamiliar Spirit Clan girl recover from her injuries?
And even setting that aside, the demoness was still receiving the Demon God's blessing.
Any Overlord Army general with even a little knowledge could recognize
that the high-ranking existence sending down power from the ethereal void was the Lust Demon God, who wielded the authority of lust.
For the Lust Demon God to take notice of her and bestow a blessing upon her
meant that this demoness must have aligned with the Lust Demon God's doctrines and authority in certain actions or thoughts.
At present, the demoness's behavior seemed perfectly normal.
So, after eliminating the wrong answers, the remaining one—no matter how outrageous—had to be the truth!
"I never thought General Jana's destined one would be a demoness..."
"One is an innocent, clueless Spirit Clan girl, while the other is a deeply calculating demon powerhouse... Aah, this ship is so good!!"
"Friend, shipping everything will only harm you..."
"If that demoness really only took a liking to Jana,