Justina didn't know why, but when she heard "there's another way" coming from the crystal ball, she had a bad feeling.
That feeling was a lingering aftereffect Jia Xiu had left her with. Whenever he said he "had a way," it was never a good way by any normal person's standards.
She didn't know Justus on the other end of the crystal ball, but he seemed quite familiar with Jia Xiu. He was surely cut from the same cloth.
In Justina's eyes, anyone who could get along well with Jia Xiu was, more or less, a little abnormal.
Yes. Including herself.
"Oh? What way do you have?"
Jia Xiu hurriedly asked.
Justus explained, "If you merely need to see Devils in disguise, there are plenty of them in the border settlements adjoining the Northern Wasteland."
"Huh? Border settlements?"
Jia Xiu had never heard that term before.
It sounded unfamiliar.
"You mean the places bordering the territory ruled by the Devil Race? Wouldn't those settlements require people to operate directly within Devil Race territory?"
"Strictly speaking, yes, you would need to operate in Devil Race territory. But there's no need to worry. Humans are not scarce there. The settlements near the border are mixed communities where humans, Devils, and half-bloods live together."
"That's actually possible?"
A place where humans and Devils lived together was something Jia Xiu had never considered at all.
He had assumed the border where human territory met Devil Race territory would be heavily garrisoned and tightly controlled, probably with something like a Great Wall of the North—cold and desolate, with exiles doing the most dangerous work and wasting away there for their entire lives.
In short, the harsher the atmosphere, the better.
After all, everything he had heard and encountered here, whether textbooks or artistic works, portrayed