When that aged, hoarse voice echoed throughout the entire crimson world and entered everyone's ears, all those present finally calmed down.
Including Shane, who also raised his eyebrows and entered a watchful state.
Chafne did not respond to that voice either, but instead, she surveyed the entire blood-colored world.
On the contrary, Liel, Hart, and Gray, a party of three, simultaneously rushed in front of Chafne as if to protect her, their faces showing caution.
"Who...!?"
Liel was the first to question coldly.
"Assailants?"
Hart murmured to himself.
"It's the Old Demon Clan Faction, right?"
Gray even guessed the origins of the other party straight away.
It wasn't all that difficult to surmise.
After all, in the Demon Realm, no one would be foolish enough to attack a Demon.
