The north wind rustled, snowflakes drifted down.
Litt stood at his post, holding a long spear, gazing at the distant, pitch-black mountains. To be honest, everything that had happened recently felt like a dream to Litt. He never imagined he would one day arrive at the border of the Demon Territory, let alone step inside.
Indeed, after that, Litt joined the United Army, passed the tests, and became a warrior.
Originally, Litt's idea was to protect Lillian. No matter what, he didn't want Lillian to be killed by the Demon Clan.
However…
"It was I who was being protected…"
With a silent sigh, Litt helplessly lowered his head.
After joining the United Army, Lillian's strength advanced by leaps and bounds for some reason, completely incomparable to when she was in the Guard Team. Previously, Litt could spar with Lillian on equal footing, but now, even when facing elite generals from the Demon King's Army, Lillian could kill them on her own.
