No one had the gall to answer Noah's question.
Roy's expression twisted with frustration as he stared at the monster standing across from them. Yet the fury he had shown earlier was no longer as steady as before.
Even he could hear how ridiculous he sounded.
The older man, however, had a strange expression. He had heard arguments like this once before.
Not from a human. But from a demon general.
The memory surfaced in his mind with an uncomfortable clarity. That creature had spoken with the same calm certainty, the same unshaken belief that it stood on the correct side of the conflict.
The older man had not expected to hear that same reasoning from a monster standing inside this forest.
Slowly, he exhaled.
"You are not entirely wrong," he finally admitted.
The statement immediately drew looks from several of the adventurers. Roy nearly snapped his neck as he turned.
"Old ma-"
"Be quiet," the older man interrupted without raising his voice.
