Stray

Not long ago, outside the Church of Silence.

Oliver guarded vigilantly in front of Virgil and Colestoro. After Aurorae noticed the abnormality of the Church of Silence, he only stayed in place for a few minutes and then moved on. It seemed that the camouflage array was successful, or the other party noticed something and decided to ignore them.

The figure that was getting smaller in their field of vision was no longer simply moving forward. He held the hilt of the big sword behind him firmly in his hand. The color of the armor was similar to the color of the great sword. Looking at it from a distance, Aurorae’s right arm seemed to grow a strange and abrupt hyperplasia.

Clenching the hilt of the sword in his hand, Oliver hesitated a little. According to Colestoro’s memory, counting the first time, Aurorae should have come to apply the seal for the third time. He just followed the agreement and tried to use the seal to weaken Colestoro’s pain as much as possible, but now that Colestoro had been taken out of the church by them, Aurorae had no need to move forward.

“Shall we inform him…?” He turned tentatively to Virgil.

“He knows,” Virgil shook his head and said in a dry voice. “Even I can feel it. The cracks in the law have opened, and Colesi’s body is falling back into the abyss. If he only had this purpose, he would never move on.”

But not only did Aurorae not leave, he even made a posture to prepare for battle.

“Does he have any gripes with the Abyssal Church?” Oliver knew very little about that weird-tempered superior demon killer.

“I can’t guess what that Lord is thinking,” Virgil looked at the person in his arms. His tone was still mixed with a bit of vigilance but had eased a lot. “Even among superior demons, Aurorae is the one with the most eccentric temper… Personally, I’m very grateful for everything he’s done for Colesi, but I suggest you don’t intervene.”