Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul Regardless of the course of events or outcome, Luxuria was certainly right, and Loren and his friends decided to spend three or four days in the inn town.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “I was wondering if you were the one who was giving off that strange vibe I was sensing.”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul Despite a few minor hiccups, the group went straight to the room that had been prepared for them. Although Loren being unable to stand the stares coming from the dining hall also played a part, the biggest reason was that none of them could not overcome their desire to rest their bodies.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul After parting with Emery, Loren and his group set out on foot toward the north, and were lucky enough to arrive at an inn town along the city just before sunset.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Your luggage and transport are ready. Would you like to leave now?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Your prospective groom is not quite right in the head, isn’t he?”
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul The dinner with the Great Demon King, which would not have been a comforting experience for ordinary people, went on without a hitch from Loren’s point of view, although the atmosphere did become a little sour and strange. After being released, they each went to their assigned room.
Translator: Lizz Proofreader: Xemul “Wearing black full body armor and accompanied by a dark elf. I can only think of one person that fits such a description.”
