Why Do You Care So Much About the Demonic Cult?

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“…”

What was this sudden nonsense about how the Imugi had to stay here for both of us to survive?

Suspicious, I examined the Imugi’s expression, but it didn’t seem like she was playing cheap tricks just to stay here.

Feeling a bit tense, I swallowed dryly.

The being in front of me was an Imugi that had lived for at least several hundred years. Even if she had a Future Foresight Ability, it was at a level where I could just nod and accept it.

“Can you perhaps…, see the future?”

“I may look like this, but I’m on the verge of becoming a dragon. You think I can’t see the future? However, if I say any more, I’ll die.”

At my cautious question, the Imugi shook her head as if she couldn’t say.

To die if she said any more…, did that mean she would be punished by the heavens for Leaking Heavenly Secrets...