He stepped forward without hesitation.
It should have been dangerous.
But Damon was technically part demon.
He had horns already, even if he usually hid them.
Here… he could blend in.
In fact, he was already thinking about filing them down slightly so they'd look more natural.
Seras nodded.
"Alright. In that case you can take a group with you."
Damon already knew who he wanted.
"I'll take Wendy, Renata, and Matia."
They were the only ones who already knew his secret.
And Renata was demonkin herself.
For her, this continent was practically home.
Lana suddenly bit her lip before raising her staff and pointing it at Seras.
"With all due respect, Commander, we cannot allow this."
Her voice trembled but she forced herself to continue.
"His Excellency the Grand Duke ordered us to make sure Lord Damon returns home alive."
She pointed toward Damon.
"And you… you are sending him on a suicide mission!"
Seras watched her calmly.
