The night of the collapsed workhouse.
The ruins where all members of Falchion either died or ran away, and the factory workers also left to find their way to live.
In this place where even Craig’s hopes were shattered, a man was sitting between the rocks, gazing at the brilliant night sky.
Magical power, darker than the starlit sky, constantly swirled around the man and wriggled.
After a short time passed, a faint vibration could be heard from far away.
As the sound grows little by little, it begins to emit footsteps that cannot be contained by the weight of a human being.
Dung Dung!
What appeared through the darkness with a sound like a heavy drum beating was a giant covered in scales.
Croken’s elongated snout twitched and bright yellow pupils glowed.
The man looked at it and smiled.
“Reptiles have a lot of trouble too. Cold-blooded animals will have to work hard to get around in this cold weather.”
“Hehehe… the mouth is still floating around.”
Croken let out a low laugh, glanced up at the man, and sat down in his seat.
coo!!
Stone dust rose with a heavy roar.
The man who waved his hand away from the dust laughed as if it were absurd.
“If you walk around with that weight, on the contrary, you would have to have a heavy butt. Isn’t it the same as not getting along with each other?”
“Let’s get to the point. I don’t feel like listening to your voice for a long time.”
“Hehe… I can’t joke with a lizard.”
“Can I pierce your ears?”
Woooooooooo!!
In the shadowy ruins, the magical powers of the two monsters are turbulent.
The earth’s axis shook with violent vibrations, and the light in the sky tilted at an angle, but no one paid any attention.
Croken, who was fed up with the useless battle of nerves, continued.
“So what did you want to say and called me out this far?”
War Mercenary and High Warlock.
It is very rare for members of Pandemonium, who are famous for their unruly behavior, to come into contact, but the attitude of the two is as casual as the person they met yesterday.
“There wouldn’t have been many points of contact that we could have encountered in this case, right?”
Croken was also aware of the fact that the man in front of him intervened in this incident.
Wasn’t he concerned about the safety of the black magicians of the Buyeo faction due to business problems?
The artifacts containing the enchantments they created were also an important part of the business supply chain to Croken.
Considering what position the man in front of me has risen in the world of black magic, it is safe to say that the conflict between the factions that has just occurred was caused by his connivance.
The man grinned at the giant’s words and said.
“I originally intended to hide behind the scenes and watch the return, but I wanted to ask you something.”
“what?”
“If I had been involved in this business, I would have met you. There must have been a wizard who was a bit cheeky.”
