At This Point, the Orthodox, Demonic, and Heretic Factions Didn't Matter Anymore

“No, can you really come here like this? Things must be chaotic there right now. You even need to appoint a new Strategist.”

Yeo Un-hwi said, looking at Dokgo Yeong with a bewildered expression.

Dokgo Yeong chuckled and replied.

“Is that something the person who killed that Strategist should say?”

“If you’re referring to the time I caught that Spy who would have eventually stabbed you in the back, free of charge, then I certainly regret it. I should have just left him alone. I didn’t realize you’d be so ungrateful.”

“Hmm? Didn’t I thank you?”

“For the Demonic Alliance Leader to be so stingy with his thanks… I truly understand today why the Demonic Path is called the Demonic Path.”

“What? Hahahaha! You are always joking.”

“I’m not joking.”

Everyone wore blank expressions, listening to the conversation between Yeo Un-hwi and the old man who had suddenly appeared riding a Black Demon...