Lancelot had achieved his goal, and before returning to school, he wanted to get some last-minute training in on the way home.
So currently, they were heading along the southern path, having taken boats to the south coast of Rynus city, avoiding any issues due to his actions before leaving last time.
The sensation and warmth from the Oni Rena were still vibrant if he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
[Master, are you sure you want to fight against that undead horde?]
⟪Hmph! With me around, why would My Lord fear some disgusting undead?⟫
However, he didn't know that he was being followed by a woman who was not only burned by his charm, but her body still ached from his touch.
[Heh, you? A little birdwoman with six wings acting all cool]
⟪Hah?! A filthy halfbreed thinking even one pair of her wings is worth four of mine!⟫
[Want me to make you horny and toss you into a goblin den bitch!]