Although the Reserve Corps soldiers were also fighting bitterly, they were doing so where the public could not see.
The Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion was different!
Every demon beast in the bustling city streets had been killed by them in front of countless civilians.
And countless among them had sacrificed themselves to save civilians.
Watching someone die before your eyes to save you, their blood even spraying over you-that felt different.
Now, everyone could stroll freely through the streets and even go out at night. The Reserve Corps deserved immense credit, but who dared say the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion had not played an important role?
In the heroes' cemetery, who knew how many names still bore the prefix "Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion."
The older generation's attachment to the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion ran far too deep.
Even now, upon suddenly hearing that the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion had been abolished, countless civilians spontaneously left their homes and took to the streets, laying flowers before its doors.
Sadly, its people were already gone, leaving the buildings empty.
Only empty buildings remained standing along the streets. Those burly, good-natured men from before had long since disappeared.
They had come without a sound.
They had left without a sound.
The only difference was that the streets of every town and city had already been stained with their blood.
What it had bought...
Was peace for the people.
Just as everyone was still immersed in sorrow over the abolition of the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion, another announcement suddenly appeared.
"The Dark Pavilion is dissolved, effective today."
"A scout and assassination unit will be established within the Reserve Corps."
Compared to the Demon-Slaughtering Pavilion, the Dark Pavilion's existence had an entirely different effect.
Back before there was a Light Group, the Dark Pavilion had been responsible for public security!
Cold, brutal, terrifying-these were synonymous with the