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"Boss, one curry chicken cutlet rice and two signature steak rice, please."
Wirbel waved, ordering from the Boss at the counter.
He casually found a seat and sat down.
It seemed like he hadn't noticed Frieren and the others.
After sitting down, he started chatting with a somewhat gloomy expression.
"The Privilege Ceremony will be held tomorrow night..."
"The time has been postponed."
Wirbel played with the spoon provided on the table.
With unease.
"Wirbel, it's just one day."
"It's fine."
Ehre comforted him gently.
Scharf was also full of worry beside him.
He said.
"The news has only just arrived..."
"I'm afraid the Demon King's Army has already captured quite a few places."
Wirbel nodded lightly.
He, who agreed with Scharf's statement, had a worried look.
He was extremely anxious.
Who knew that a task clearly meant to eliminate the remnants of the Demon King's Army would turn into delaying the Demon King's Army's advance.
Is that something the Northern Magic Squad can do!
That's the Demon King's Army that once plunged the entire continent into war!
Not remnants!
"How about you two go back first?"
Wirbel looked at the two and suggested.
Although it was a pity, the two who clearly possessed great strength ultimately did not pass the third round of the First-Class Mage Exam.
But looking at the situation now.
The two going back first is not a bad idea.
If they hurry, reaching the Northern Plateau in one or two months is still possible!
Eliminating demons and the Demons are not just the task of the Northern Magic Squad, but also their mission to protect their homeland!
"Go back first?"
Scharf was clearly a bit shaken.
What difference does it make to arrive a day early, or arrive a day later with Wirbel?
"Wirbel, don't be foolish."
Ehre gently pressed down on Wirbel's hand that was restlessly turning the spoon.
She frowned.
"The journey to the Northern Plateau is also not peaceful."
"In this situation, we should set off together."
"What can the two of us do even if we arrive first?"
Eavesdropping on their conversation.
Both Frieren's and Fern's gazes couldn't help but look towards Yulian.
Only Stark was so tempted by the omelet rice he ordered that his mouth was watering.
Why are you looking at me? Eat?
Yulian rubbed his nose, complaining inwardly.
He naturally knew the reason why the two were looking at him.
"Mr. Yulian, do you know what's going on?"
Fern said, glancing towards Wirbel's party.
It seemed Yulian wasn't the only one eavesdropping.
"I heard 'Demon King's Army'."
Frieren blinked her beautiful emerald-like big eyes and spoke curiously.
"What's going on..."
Yulian also really wanted to ask what was going on.
Even the Demon King's Army appeared.
Unlike the Demon troops led by the Great Demons themselves.
The Demon King's Army was Yulian's own army!
A well-trained army of Demons Mages and humanoid demons!
But why would they attack the Northern Plateau?
And who gave them orders?
Who—could command them?
Yulian had a bad feeling in his heart.
He recalled what Solitär had said to him with a smile while covering her mouth.
"Demon King, if you don't go back soon."
"You'll regret it, you know?"
Damn it!
Yulian was very uneasy.
After talking with Serie, it wasn't that he hadn't sent Demons spies back to investigate for information.
It's just that no news at all came back!
Now he had absolutely no information or clues about the Demons!
The Demons had unilaterally cut off contact with him!
"Mr. Yulian..." Fern noticed Yulian's face was very grim.
She shouted to Yulian with some worry.
"Do you want to go back to the inn to rest?"
"I'm fine..." Yulian shook his head.
"I only know that Serie told me the Demons has started attacking the Northern Lands."
"Ah!"
Stark paused with the spoon showing off the omelet rice.
"Then wouldn't we have to embark on a journey to subjugate the Demon King again!"
"But, wasn't the Demon King already subjugated?"
Fern raised a new question.
While Frieren ate the steak in small bites.
While her eyes slightly moved.
"The social structure of the Demons are different from that of humans."
"They are like beasts..." "They will revere the strongest among the Demons as the Demon King, taking on the mission of leading the race."
Fern pondered Frieren's words.
The next second, her eyes couldn't help but widen.
"That is to say, even if the previous Demon King was subjugated..." "They will still elect a new Demon King!"
Is this the reason why the Demon King always exists!
Listening to Fern's words.
Yulian felt somewhat presumptuous.
He himself was still alive and well right now.
"Strictly speaking, it's not an election..." "The proud Demons will only obey the strong..." "Leading the Demons to launch an attack on humans."
Frieren pondered.
Reaching this conclusion.
Yulian nodded repeatedly as he listened.
He also thought this way.
But he didn't want to believe it, and was even unwilling to admit his own conjecture.
"Delicious food is here, please enjoy."
The Boss carried the tray and delivered the food to Wirbel and the others.
Once again attracting the attention of Frieren, Yulian, Fern, and Stark.
Looking at Wirbel and the others.
The few of them had a feeling of sudden realization.
Isn't there readily available information here?
"I'll go ask."
Yulian stood up.
He slowly walked towards the few people.
"Go for it!"
Frieren raised her small hand.
Made a cheering gesture.
At the same time, she was a bit surprised that Yulian, contrary to his usual behavior, actively stepped forward.
Normally when encountering things, Yulian would be as lazy as possible...
He was acting strange today.
"Wirbel..." Yulian waved.
Sat down opposite Wirbel.
Ehre was sitting beside him.
"Are you Examiner A?"
Ehre felt the man in front of her was a bit familiar.
Suddenly remembered Yulian's identity.
"Yes, it's me."
Yulian nodded.
And asked.
"I just heard you mention something about the Demons..." "Could you tell me about it?"
A powerful warrior!
Wirbel stared at Yulian in a daze.
He couldn't help but reach out and touch Yulian's abdomen.
As expected, he felt a hand full of muscle.
Just a hand full of muscle.
Yulian's hand clenched into a fist, blocking Wirbel's offensive action.
Yulian's face darkened.
Not Sir!
I want information, you're lusting after my body!
I'm f*cking not into that!
"Wirbel!"
Ehre also stared at Wirbel angrily and shouted.
"Oh~"
"Sorry, sorry!"
The gloomy expression on Wirbel's face vanished.
He looked at Yulian with faint excitement.
"I just found out that our party's vanguard seems to be settled!"
"Me?"
No, Yulian was incredulous.
How is it the same with Frieren.
And the same with Wirbel!
How come everyone wants to use him, this noble Mage Sir, as a front-liner to take damage!
And when did he agree to Wirbel's invitation!
To join their party!
"Examiner A, you want the latest information about the Demons, right?"
Wirbel slightly hooked the corner of his mouth.
Showing a smug expression.
"Yes."
Yulian was still speaking when Wirbel interrupted him.
Wirbel licked the corner of his mouth, and he said.
"Examiner A, I think~"
"You wouldn't want to lose this precious first-hand information, right?"
Oh!
That damn Colonel's tone!
Yulian clenched his fists tighter and tighter!
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