“...” Gi-Gyu’s frown deepened as the sorcerous energy got closer. As if reacting to it, the sorcerous energy inside Gi-Gyu began boiling, which indicated that at least one of the approaching figures was powerful.

“He must be as powerful as the hell kings,” Gi-Gyu muttered.

“I agree, Master,” replied El softly.

The other figures surrounding this powerful being were comparatively weaker, but something felt odd.

“I don’t feel any hostility from them,” El announced. The group was indeed not emanating any negative energy; it almost seemed like they were coming to surrender. As the group approached cautiously, it began revealing its energy gradually.

Even so, Gi-Gyu wasn’t happy about it.

‘I was hoping to see El smile today. It has been so long since I saw her happy,’ Gi-Gyu was upset because the group’s arrival had ruined his plan. Just what did they want from him?

“I don’t think I’ll like them,” said Gi-Gyu.

“...?” El looked at him in confusion. The approaching group clearly bore no ill will toward them. So, why was her master upset...