As I watched Nazril, Reed leaned down and whispered into my ear.
“Normally, an S-rank dungeon would be manageable with your current strength. But the problem here is that there are many other demons.”
“So?”
“If we were to fight, we’d have to wipe out all the demons together.”
“Ah, I see.”
I looked up at him and smiled back. Brightly.
“Are you that eager to see me use Divine Descent?”
It didn’t seem like I had caught him off guard. Reed continued to look amused.
“Yes.”
“…”
“No, let me correct that. More precisely, I want to see you after Divine Descent ends.”
He meant he wanted to see me defenseless due to the penalty of divine fever.
That was clearly my weakness. It wasn’t something to be casually discussed with a playful attitude like his.
“Are you aware that what you just said was in very…
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