In late August, the weather was scorching. At the inn, Sifa met with Nefi, Caven, Chik, Doctor Polly, and Cattleya's projection.
Looking at Sifa, Nefi, who was already a Guardian, said with barely concealed excitement, "Boss, is it time to do that thing?"
Come on, say it properly. That line was awful!
Sifa complained inwardly, then smiled. "Yes, the thing I told you about before."
After the Scaled Folk and Snake-Haired Folk gave birth to Demigods, Sifa revealed the matter of the Demi-Humans to his core crew and had them prepare to take part in the battle for the Dark Corridor.
And that day had finally arrived.
"Yay~" Nefi jumped excitedly, making the house seem to tremble. After her advancement, the girl had grown even taller, so Sifa often had to look up at her.
Perhaps realizing she had caused quite a commotion, Nefi scratched her hair with an embarrassed expression.
Sifa quickly took out Traveler's Gazetteer and flipped to the page on the Scaled Folk Archipelago. Once everyone had placed a hand on his shoulder, Sifa pressed his hand against the page and infused it with spirituality. Their figures turned transparent and vanished from the room.
Scaled Folk Archipelago.
Cloudwater Village.
Several figures took shape in the square. Merlin, now a Cataclysmic Interrer whose spiritual intuition had improved further, sharply sensed Sifa's arrival. She grabbed her trident and rushed out of her house into the square.
Sure enough, she saw the great Savior. And this time, this human who had brought endless hope to the Scaled Folk and the Demi-Humans had brought new companions as well.
Emerging from the Spirit World and entering reality, Nefi and the others were somewhat dazed. Then they saw Merinda and the other Demi-Humans covered from head to toe in scales. Though they had