T Y D O T S F

139

The atmosphere in the Astropel family became more harmonious for the first time in a long while at the news of Irene's return.

Arban, who had left the house, lightly kicked the ground and landed on a tree.

Although they had not been notified in advance, the two young masters of the Astrophel family were currently on their way to meet Irene.

"I bet that guy is really surprised?"

"Well, maybe he'll read your movements first and laugh at you."

"Even so, he's just a brat."

The last sight I had before leaving the North was of a round, white head that reached down to his chest.

That's why, when I heard the news that he had become an adult, it was as if I could imagine it, but it didn't go well.

Because I couldn't believe that Irene had become a fully grown adult.

"I think we can meet if we go to the neutral zone."

The set spoke, estimating its current position. The southernmost point was just around the corner.

The two quickly increased their speed as if they were competing.

However, the smile on his lips soon hardened as if it had never been there before.

In the vast grassland that had been reduced to ashes, there were shattered carriages, annihilated beastmen, and guards barely holding on.

"Report what the situation is."

"Your Majesty Set... I'm sorry."

"Where is Irene?"

It was a voice full of life.

Set's gaze slowly scanned the escorts. Hestia, who had lost consciousness, and Basad, who was holding her. Paymon, who had a deep wound on his shoulder, and Messi, whose pheromones were completely depleted. Finally.

"Explain, Karma."

"I'm sorry. I couldn't protect you, young lady."

Even Karma lost one arm.

It wasn't long before a special day that should have been filled with happiness was marred by loss.

Karma recalled what had just happened with a heavy heart, not even feeling the pain of his lost arm.

* * *

Even after cutting down dozens of enemies, the number of enemies around him showed no signs of decreasing.

As the scythe on the end of a thick, long chain flew towards him, aiming for his neck, Basad grabbed it and pulled it away.

Then the blindfolded enemy used the recoil to shoot forward, grabbing the remaining scythe hanging from his back and striking it sharply.

At the moment when Basad, who had avoided it, was momentarily slowed down by the wound on his shoulder, Payman clicked his tongue as he blocked the transformed forelimbs of the beast and beastman that was rushing after him.

"If this continues, there will be no end."

"Is Messiah here yet?"

"I guess so!"

As Payman slashed his sword diagonally down, the ground beneath him crumbled as he hastily kicked away.

As Payman staggered and barely managed to regain his balance, the spider man who hadn't let go of him threw a web.