Slow Pursuit

We decided to follow, but that didn't mean we immediately gave chase like madmen to apprehend the target.

To begin with, the distance to our target was considerable, barely visible at the edge of our sight. Unlike the target, who ignored the Imps and passed by, we had to deal with every Imp we encountered.

Naturally, there was a difference in our pace.

Since we needed to observe what the target was doing and where they were going anyway, we decided to proceed leisurely.

As I followed, I was half-convinced that the target was probably a Lemegeton. After all, a suspicious <F1>Person</F1> one might encounter in <F1>This Place</F1> could really only be a Lemegeton. Though I had no idea how they managed to avoid the Imps.

Swoosh—!

“Kieeeek!”

As I swung my spear, another Imp's body disintegrated. I grumbled, looking at the Imp's remains.

“Ugh, are these damn Imps fearless or something...?”

They must have seen their <F1>Kin</F1> dying one after another as they charged. Yet, they kept rushing in, which was quite annoying. Upon seeing them charge so irrationally, it was clear that they were definitely worthy of being called <F1>Monsters</F1>...