Bab 679: 679 Dishonor

Their meeting was interrupted by the sound of explosions in the distance, and then war horns. 

Fallen Crusade war horns.

Wolfe gave the negotiation team a disgusted look, then moved his hand to slot his only remaining magazine into the rifle, then rested his arm against the weapon.

"It looks like the Fallen Crusade doesn't negotiate in good faith." He sighed.

"With a Demon King and a relic from a dead species? Never. Our holy mission is to eliminate the monsters that had our Divine Lord cast down from the heavens and regain our wings as the Angelic Army of the Divine." The Archbishop declared.

Wolfe felt the atmosphere shift as the King adjusted the radius of the protective spells to have [Kind Intentions] and the Palace's defensive barrier encompass them, but stop in the middle of the table.