The Demon Saint is Missing, so I Ran to Another World

The Crossing Towards Cherflammen (Vol. 11 Prologue)

***The border crossing of Chersea-Cherflammen***

"Hiyaa!"

"Spread out! Block all the possible exits! Don't let him escape!"

"Our scouts are reporting a person heading north to the to the crossing! Hurry with the pursuit!"

An entire battalion of paladin guards, backed by a formidable force of knights hailing from the kingdoms of Nerfes and Amaranth, dispersed across the huge forests of Chersea's northern regions. They were also joined by cavalry units from the League of Valley Cities. Their target: the man known as the Human Saint's champion and favorite, the Commoner General, Lord Kuro of Arles.

No, he did nothing to offend Her Holiness. Rather, it was the opposite—she wanted to do something with him. And so, after the Lord Kuro lost his memories from a 'nullifying potion accident', he was forced to escape with the help of his friends. A couple of months of running away and evading parties meant to capture him, the pursuit for the Lord Kuro ended at the crossing of Chersea-Cherflammen border.

"..."

Meanwhile, as there was no formal request from the Holy Palatial Gardens for their help, the demon soldiers of the border guard contingents from Cherflammen just stood watching from their positions. Their eyes never left the columns of dust and smoke, whipped by the paladins and knights combing the vast forest tracts a few distances away from them.

"What do you think is happening with the humans?" a demon guard asked his companion. The ruckus caused by the pursuit parties made the border outpost uneasy; after all, humans and demons had a bad history together.

"Well, our captain did not like it, so I guess it's something bad," the other demon answered.

"Of course, it's pretty obvious, you dimwit!"

"If you're curious, the man they call the Commoner General is missing!"

The two sentries jumped in surprise; they didn't expect to hear the voice of their captain, the commander of that outpost, behind them. Turning around, they saw him approach.

"Boss," the first demon said, "do the humans have to call an entire army just to search for him?"

"Well, rumors are about that the Commoner General is the Human Saint's lover," the commander smirked. "With a human lady such as her, it's obvious that she won't let go of her property."

"P-Property?"

"You know, slaves. These barbarians love keeping slaves; that's why they invented marriage. I heard that it's for tying down a person to their side forever."

"Hii!!!" the second demon shrieked. "I'm glad that I was born a demon, a noble race, and not to a human mother!"

"You sure are!" their captain patted their backs, "In any case, keep the guard up. We never know if these 'pursuits' are really 'pursuits' and not reconnaissance missions."

"Got that, boss!" the demon sentries returned to their duties at once.

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**Greg**

It's been a week (I think) after I last saw Lady Madelaine and my other friends at the Holy Palatial Gardens.

"..."

After that 'weird' episode with Her Holiness, Lady Noir cast a spell on me that 'threw' me off to somewhere. I landed in some place resembling a wilderness, populated only by yellow grass and rolling hills. I didn't know where I was; there was no one to talk to, nor ask for directions. My demon friend told me to run, and so I ran. The green grasses, and blue, snow-capped mountains that characterized Chersea's geography lay behind me. To my front was a vast nothingness...though my reasons were telling me that I shouldn't venture into that place, my instincts kept on bugging me to stay far away from the Holy Palatial Gardens.