Medea had tried so many times to talk to Thirteen, but the young man ignored her.
Days then turned into weeks.
Weeks into months.
Until a year had passed.
Noticing Thirteen's unusual tolerance toward the Saintess, the Demons started treating the Saintess as Thirteen's servant girl, allowing her to wander freely within the demon army untouched and unmolested.
There were a few who had attempted to take liberty on her, but these demons were instantly killed by either Brunhildr or Mist, who had decided to watch over the Saintess.
"So he still refuses to talk to you, huh?" The Demon Lord, Scorpius, said in a teasing tone as he poured a cup of coffee for the Saintess, who had accompanied their army in their campaigns against the human kingdoms.
By now, the territories of the Humans had been reduced to a tenth of their previous glory.
Some kingdoms chose to surrender and were allowed to live under the Demon's rule.
