The Author's POV

[Planet Idoania.]

'What's going on?'

Angelica was completely taken aback as she looked at the flock of pink hair that was in front of her.

The moment they came into view, the entire battleground came to a complete stop, and several of the dwarves that had been surrounding her suddenly fell to the ground.

Once Angelica was able to get a better glimpse of the figure that had come to rescue her, she was stunned to see a demoness with a beauty unlike any other.

Her crimson eyes gave off a mystifying pink glow, and wherever her gaze fell, the dwarves would stop moving suddenly and slam into the ground.

Almost as if they had suddenly fallen asleep.

It… It was a one sided slaughter.

'Who is she?'

Angelica was astonished by the demoness's appearance, as she had previously believed she was doomed.

With all those dwarves surrounding her, she was truly helpless, and yet, just when she was about to die, a demoness she didn't know came to her rescue.

"What are you doing? Are you not going to help me?"

Angelica was jolted awake by a pearly and sweet voice, and when she looked up, she saw the demoness glaring at her with a look that was unbefitting of her voice.

She looked like those gangsters she saw on TV back on earth.

'This… is this how she normally is?'

Angelica was somewhat perplexed by her behavior, but through it all, she managed to nod her head. After taking a step forward, her wings spread out, and she flew closer to her.

Her eyes started to shine as well, and her voice amplified.

"Stop moving for a second."

As was the case previously, the dwarves in the area stopped moving the moment Angelica's voice rang out.

And it was only for a split second, but that was enough for the pink-haired demoness who took advantage of that opening to take out a single rapier from her storage space and cut it horizontally.

Clank! Clank! Clank!

Sparks flew, and cracks formed on the dwarven armor. Several of them flew back and crashed against the ground, tearing apart the land and trees beneath them.

"Tsk."

When the pink-haired demon realized that her attack hadn't completely eliminated the targets, she made a clicking sound with her tongue and turned her attention to Angelica.

"Hey, you."

She called out, her voice sounding rather irritated.

Angelica pursed her lips when she felt her gaze pause over her.

outward signs of her anxiety and instead calmly looked back at her, despite the fact that she was feeling quite anxious for some reason, most likely because of the disparity

"Yes?"

pink haired demoness frowned at her calmness, but her brows

at her surroundings and determining that there was still some time

the strategist's words were

"Strategist?"

immediately caught Angelica's

that sent her here? …Or is there something that I

pink-haired demoness looked at

"Right, you don't know."

you don't know," Priscilla said, flocking her hair to the side but keeping quiet. Angelica's interest

isn't she saying anything? …Is there truly something that I'm

on her response. She had just gotten to the point

that, I won't tell

"…"

she had read her thoughts. She

adamant about not saying anything,

demoness seemed to

"By the way…"

approaching from

we do something

"Ah, yes."

mind clearing up from

smile formed on the

"Prisicilla."

"Excuse me?"

"My name…"

her

"…My name is Priscilla."

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comprehensive update of the current situation," commanded a deep voice from within the tent. The assembled demons

"S,strategist."

of the demons approached, stuttering. Bending down on one knee, he passed the parchment with both

"Please have a look."

"Hm."

hand moved forward and grasped the

looked through it, his green eyes calmly scanning through the contents of the

from the strategist, whose subsequent words

like things are

bastards being the perfect counter for them, they would've obviously targeted them. Having the Sloth Clan wait in ambush

"Mhm."

strategist calmly nodded his

didn't pay much attention to the demon's words. All he did was repeat stuff he already

him of a certain kid he knew in the

a lot smarter than the demon next to

the situation

Pride is handling that matter. They seem to be on the brink

Another demon answered.

unlike the

up toward the strategist, he placed his long and skinny finger over the parchment and