Makai Hongi

to wait for my return.

It was the same place and the same person.
Ruma, the Reaper.

“Ah, Mister Golan.
You’ve returned so quickly.”

“Yeah, I just went and came back.
But I’m a little tired.”

“I see… So, how did it go?”

He sounded stiff.
So, that meant he didn’t know what had happened between me and the Corps Commander.

So he hadn’t followed me all of the way or anything.

I suppose he was just watching the entrance to the village.
Reapers were like wraiths.
They could become translucent, which made them difficult to see.

“While there were some problems, your request was accepted.”

“Ohh, that is a great relief.
As a representative of our tribe, I offer you my gratitude.”

“However, this will result in going against Lesser Demon King Fara.
You understand what that means?”

“Yes.”

“There is a great possibility…that Fara will become a Demon King.
As a condition for taking you in, I was told to find a way to stop him, or think of a way to prevent this country from being swallowed up.”

“If you want us to fight, our tribe will gladly do so.
However…”

“Yes.
Having some Reapers will not change much.
If it were that simple, the other countries would not have fallen.”

“That is true.”

“This country is currently at war with Lesser Demon King Leninoth.
And it is my superior’s belief, that Leninoth will not be able to defeat Fara.
And so we have to find a way out of this.”

“It sounds very difficult.”

“But it must be done.
Please remember that.
We will definitely need your help.”

“I understand.
On our tribe’s honor, I promise to help you.”

“…Well, let’s make a contract and talk about the finer details later.
Where are the others currently?”