"Master Carlos, once we turn down that street up ahead, we'll hit the Golden Sand Society's base."
Barossa pointed forward, waiting for Carlos to give the word.
"Barossa, you take care of locking down the perimeter.
I'll handle what's inside personally."
"Yes sir!"
Barossa waved his hand, and the soldiers broke into groups, starting to circle around from different angles.
After getting these garrison troops sorted out, Carlos realized that woman had actually vanished into thin air!
"Gone?"
He could tell that woman was definitely trouble.
Even though Barossa had grabbed his attention, he hadn't noticed when she'd slipped away.
...
On a dead tree next to the main road perched a red-eyed crow, staring hard at Carlos in the distance:
"King! It's a King!"
Luckybe's heart was going absolutely wild.
She'd actually stumbled across a noble soul with the goods to become a Demon King!
"Our clan... our clan can finally... finally birth a real Demon King!"
