The orc didn’t take my words as a threat. Rather, his gaze was calm, as if he had been waiting for me to say that. It was different from the look in his eyes when he fought with all his strength against the knights.

“If you attack me, then you will lose your way to Jayden’s kin, Demon King.”

When a great force burst, the traces left in the void would also evaporate. The orc was talking about that.

“You can’t fight with me, and you can’t offer your heart to me. You don’t really wish for Jayden’s death. You just want to gain something from his death. Are you hoping for my mutual destruction with Jayden? Has Gold’s breath reached you? I mean, Cassian.”

I wondered where Cassian was and exactly what he was doing at the moment. I poured out multiple questions and prodged him to answer, but the orc didn’t respond at all. Many calculations were whirling in his brain. He seemed to be hypothesizing about having a battle with me, and the biggest question arose from there.

How could you show your fighting spirit in front of me with that thought?

I admitted that he had completed the sacred...