Dimensional Descent

Just moments ago, he thought he was safe. He stood silently in a corner of the platform, having been lucky enough to be dropped here.

He couldn't have been more happy that Leonel had taken all the attention for himself. He had thought that after these two star points appeared above his heads that he would most definitely become a target. He really had to thank Leonel.

'Ha, idiot. What are you doing entering the range of a bowman like that without a proper plan. This is the problem with us demons, focusing too much on brawn and not enough brain. How else could we possibly have allowed a female human to become our leader?'

The demon clenched his fists.

He had already affirmed it in his heart. He would use the entry into these trial grounds to raise his strength above that bitch Modred. He could already imagine her riding beneath his crotch. Of course, he would treat her well. It wouldn't be so bad to have such a powerful queen by his side.

'Hm? Is that idiot dead yet?'

The demon looked up just in time to see a flash of brilliance approaching him at impossible speeds. He blinked just once, yet it had gone from tens of meters from him, to right before him in a flash.

The demon's expression changed. He had to dodge.

Just when he wanted to, his expression changed again.

'Dammit!'

He had completely forgotten that he was already at the corner of the platform. There was… no place to dodge.

SHUUUUU! PCCHUU!

It was only after the arrow had shot through his forehead that the demon realized that dodging was never an option.

If there was any solice in death, maybe it would be that he wasn't alone in his despair. The very demon he had called an idiot just moments earlier now found himself in a similar situation.

Standing in a no-man's land within five meters of Leonel's bow… It was asking for death.

PCCHUU!

fell

four demons had died

'This boy…'

taking the lives of three more in the next… Even though

not only

hundred meters from him when he was surrounded

oddly similar to when Leonel strolled out of Camelot's

"Dammit! Charge together!"

around Leonel were

his breathing, his gaze flashing like lightning. However many came is

and Monet looked on with dark expressions. They had been cautious about making a move before, but it seemed that they might have to. They weren't worried about being seen as the enemies of humans. After all, they were already under the banner

target Leonel, the

toward Leonel suddenly found themselves frozen, completely unable

"Bind."

Beads of sweat poured down her little face as she pushed her hand forward. It was obvious that

only was the distance far, but there were actually three of them. How could she

heart softened with gratitude. His cold and indifferent expression

'Stacked Shot.'

but Leonel wouldn't allow his actions to lag

two more bloody

person, Little Nana's pressure was reduced by a significant amount, allowing Leonel's

last bound demon and pierced his drawn arrow through her throat. He could see the look of despair as she struggled to break free, but

had killed seven and still had three arrows

drew his

of blood dripping from the tip of his drawn arrow and the corpses littered around

had all been apprehensive about her earlier and now that she had stepped forward to help Leonel, the situation had gotten