Nalant and the others waited in the Rhine Duchy for an entire week.
Yet during that week, they received no news of where the second Death Continent had landed.
"Strange. Could it be that the second Death Continent didn't land on the Sacred Continent?"
Nalant was somewhat puzzled.
Because if the second Death Continent had landed on the Sacred Continent, the duchies that had made preparations in advance would certainly have sent word at once.
Day and night without rest, changing horses but not riders—it was somewhat like the eight-hundred-li emergency dispatches of his previous life.
No matter which corner of the Sacred Continent it was, that would have been enough time for the news to arrive.
However, if this Death Continent had landed on the Aio Continent, then there would indeed be some delay in the news.
Seeing Nalant's confusion, the Dark Lord beside him merely stood quietly, with no intention of answering.
Finding it dull, Nalant simply stopped thinking about it for now.
"Right, do you have a name?"
Over the past few days, this Dark Lord had been very well-behaved, following Nalant's orders and remaining at his side.
Now that he had a little free time, Nalant remembered that he had yet to give this Dark Lord a name.
"Reporting to Master, I do not have a name!"
Sure enough, just as Nalant had expected, this Dark Lord had no name either.
"No name, huh? Then I'll give you one!"
Nalant began to ponder, and after a moment, he had settled on one.
"Then you'll be called Shadow Archer!"
Although Nalant's naming skills were as terrible as ever, this Dark Lord clearly did not mind.
"Thank you, Master, for bestowing me a name!"
The Dark Lord even voiced her thanks to Nalant with great respect.
"Mm, now