“To make things worse, they haven’t encountered the Demon King of Sunset… They’re saying that they encountered… a woman wielding a spear while riding a black dragon,” the messenger reported.0

“...”0

They couldn’t believe it.0

“Do you have the battle logs?” I asked.0

“We haven’t confirmed exactly what kind of battle took place, but…” they paused.0

I was the fool for expecting anything.0

“In that case, is there a way I can meet the survivors myself?” I asked.0

“The King of the Underground Familia probably won't share any information. Those cunning bastards…”0

‘Unwilling to share information? Even in this chaotic situation?’0

“No. If we send a second expedition team and a rescue team, there’d be no reason for them to withhold the information,” I said.0

“Ha! You know nothing. Even if they agree to share the information, what can we obtain from a survivor who had gone mad with fear?” one of them argued.0

“I’m sure there’s a reason why they sent a survivor back here. It’s to either show off their power… or for a different reason,” I said.0

They had probably shoved some kind of recording orb in the pocket of that...0