Romain, sitting inside the cave, suddenly felt a chill and furrowed his brow.
‘…What is this?’
It surely wasn’t just because the night air was cold. This dull body wasn’t his original one, after all, so unless there was an extreme temperature difference, it was difficult for him to even sense the cold.
“What’s wrong, Romain?”
The braided少女, Greed, who was squatting across from him, asked with a curious tone.
Romain closed one eye for a moment, carefully scanning their surroundings, before shaking his head lightly.
“It’s nothing, O Lord of Greed. It must have been my imagination.”
Having lost the cozy hideout that had served him well for so long, Romain had been forced to hurriedly search for a new rendezvous point under the relentless nagging of the two Demon Kings.
That place was this small cave, located in the southern part of Delcross.
It was a spot at a reasonable distance from the imperial capital, yet far enough from the Bathurst territory, where everyone’s attention was currently focused.
Hastily prepared, it was a cold and shabby location, lacking even a single decent piece of furniture.
Perhaps it was a small mercy amidst misfortune that the two Demon Kings, dulled to human senses, didn’t seem to mind the discomfort too much. Of course, the sight of them all squatting together in the cramped cave was pitifully pathetic.
“Ah, by the way, this is seriously driving me insane!”
Pajong, who had taken the form of an old priest, burst out in frustration.
“How could things get this tangled up? I only stepped out for a moment to settle…