"Not bad at all." Roland waved towards the black shadow which had deftly entered into the drapes.
A smiling face emerged from the darkness as if to acknowledge his encouragement. This would have been a frightening sight if he had not known that it was a witch hiding inside.
"Your Majesty, enemies are within the hall. I can sense that their magic powers are nearly as strong as hybrid demonic beasts." Faldi cautioned.
"Can you handle them?"
"Don't worry. Ling and I won't have any problems as long as they aren't like Senior Demons." Phyllis replied.
"Then let's act according to plan."
As Roland passed through the long porch, he discovered that the villa's windows were all covered up with boards and tape. There were only a few lights within, making the hall seem rather dim. Due to the weak air-conditioning, he felt as though he had just entered from early autumn into winter. Furthermore, the rancid and putrid smell which filled the air caused him to feel nauseous.
