Jin Cheong’s dead comrades weren’t coming back.0

“The demon summoner knows nothing! He’s so evil that even Satan will hate him! I feel bad for the denizens of the Republic who had believed and followed him!” Park Deok-Gu shouted.0

‘Good job, Deok-Gu.’0

“He’s filled with nothing but malice toward the continent. I can’t believe he’s doing this even after death. I’ve met a lot of people, but it’s my first time seeing a psychopath like him! He’s just a demon's dirty servant! If you have even a little bit of humanity left, I suggest you confess your sins and kneel before the light! You should say something as well, Sora,” Park Deok-Gu said.0

“Ah… right. Y-You demon summoner… how… how could you… summon a demon… on this peaceful continent…” Han Sora stuttered.1

Normally, clumps of light would shine brighter the more of them were together.0

‘It’s a true cry that comes from the heart.’0

Just staring at him with a smile was enough to make him feel anxious. He was more anxious about losing reason rather than getting criticized. I was sure he knew that he couldn't...0