บท 652: Acquaintance

The flying giant axe cut one of the Demonic Night March's men into two, and with a searing sound, flew back to its owner like a boomerang. A thin figure leaped out from behind a stele and caught the spinning giant axe by its handle. He landed on top of the stele steadily, then looked at the Demonic Night March rushing toward him. With his sharp pitched voice, he yelled, "What are you doing? Is the Demon King rebelling…?"

The person who had killed the man from the Demonic Night March with his giant flying axe was extremely petite, as he was the size of an eleven or twelve-year-old child. He stood only a little more than a meter tall and seemed like a midget because he was quite old. His face was wrinkled, his hair all gray, and he sported a set of crooked teeth.