There was nobody in the ruins. It was late in the day, and even if this wasn’t the case, everyone would have run away from the chaos that was happening above. Zich and Lyla got out of the ruins.

‘I’ve missed this scenery.’

Zich felt nostalgic as he saw sparks blooming in different parts of the city. He had seen scenes like this daily during the days he was the Demon Lord. But after his regression, since he didn’t have much power and lived a pretty peaceful (?) life, he never got the chance to see a battle of this scale.

‘In Porti and Ospurin, the battle happened only around the estate’s surroundings. At Suol, the fight took place outside of the city.’

It was his first time after his regression witnessing a battle that involved an entire city.

“Ah…!” Lyla absentmindedly stared at the areas where the fires were. Although some of her sense of guilt seemed to have lessened after Zich’s speech, she looked shocked to see the horrors of a battlefield first hand.

‘She has to deal with it on her own now.’

It didn’t seem right for him to be involved in her personal struggles anymore when Zich wasn’t her parent or anything. Since it didn’t seem like she would make a fuss saying that she would kill...