In Terra, a Hunter and a Bad Woman

"...Mm."

The man paused for a few moments, then puffed out his chest again.

"Her Highness attached great importance to this meeting, so everyone chosen for this trip was specially selected—soldiers who survived the battlefield... I was part of the force resisting the Allied Forces back then, and I was lucky enough to meet Her Highness three times."

"The Demon King?"

"..."

The man said nothing, and the woman did not care about that.

He merely looked at her rough, sharp-featured face, long weathered by wind and frost, and shook his head helplessly.

"Forget it. No point bringing that up now that we're here... Come on, I'll take you to get something to eat."

As she spoke, the woman prepared to pull him away.

The man did not truly resist, but after hesitating for a few moments, he spoke uncertainly.

"...Laterano pastries are too sweet."

"That's exactly how they should be!"

Laterano people would not tolerate anyone questioning their desserts. Upon hearing the Sarkaz man's words, the woman immediately retorted.

However, before she could say much more, the Sarkaz man beside her seemed to notice something. He frowned slightly, stepped in front of her, and used his body to shield her completely.

"Who's there?"

His tone was grave.

The Laterano woman beside him also sensed that something was wrong.

Although the Sarkaz and Laterano were currently at peace, deeply entrenched hostility accumulated over many years was not something that could be easily resolved.

If it erupted now... it would not be a huge problem, but both of them might find themselves in difficult positions within their respective groups.

As the two hesitated, a light slowly lit up in the shadows beside them.

Before long, a man walked out coldly.

When the Laterano woman saw him, her expression changed slightly.

She