So-called Demon Kings naturally held the power of bonds in utter contempt.
No matter what, whenever a Hero declared that she possessed bonds, the Demon King had to shake her head and mock her, whether she believed it or not.
Delta behaved exactly like any other Demon King.
"Even luck is more useful than bonds. Don't you think saying something like that makes you sound stupid?"
She did not rise.
She did not even change her posture, still looking down on everyone with that haughty, invincible air. Supremely confident and empty-handed, even with the enemy already before her, she made no move toward her weapon.
That kind of overwhelming confidence could, in some circumstances, be a weapon in itself.
"I believe!"
Just as expected of students. After knowing the Hero for only a few hours, they had already formed such powerful bonds.
Seele, huh.
They were sisters who had run the Hyperion dungeon together. Their bond ran deep.
That was probably it.
Because of her "unhealed severe injuries," Seele was well protected by the archer squad. The rest either drew their longbows to the fullest or raised their bracers, turning themselves into inexperienced boxers.
This was the fledgling form of an army.
Though they were disciplined and resolute, they were still far too green. Making their first real battle against someone of Delta's caliber was asking too much of them—like being thrown against the "Undying Black Snake" the moment they finished the beginner tutorial.
It really was asking too much.
But it did not really matter.
Delta rose slightly, lowering her hand from her cheek, but instead of reaching for her weapon, she yawned.
"Yawn~ I'm getting a little tired. If you've got something to do, hurry up and get it over with."
She spoke listlessly.
A volley of arrows