Translator: Barnnn In Eddo, the capital of T’oued, the midday sun blazed down upon the city. Pochi, the Familiar of Asley the Eternal Fool, walked proudly through the heart of Eddo, her tail swishing with each step.
Translator: Barnnn “Guh!” Cleath grunted as he leaped to the right, narrowly dodging Adolf’s diagonal slash and the fatal would it would have inflicted.
Translator: Barnnn Time passed, and the long-awaited audience between the Devil King Lucifer and Kaoru finally began.
Translator: Barnnn Warren, Irene, and Kaoru, a Priestess of T’oued, began their secret conversation after fitting earplugs onto Asley and Pochi. Out of the corner of Warren’s eye, he saw Pochi shouting, “Master, can you hear me? Testing, one, two!” at Asley, whose only reaction to her was a sigh.
Translator: Barnnn “Ah… that was delicious,” Lylia sighed contentedly.
Translator: Barnnn In a time long past, the Devil King had been vanquished…
Translator: Barnnn The relentless attack caught the trio off guard, leaving them struggling to find footing.
Translator: Barnnn In the Far East Wasteland… A single beam of light pierced through the swirling dust storms. Anyone who had ever used the arcane arts would recognize it as the glow of a Teleportation Spell Circle — the invention of Asley, the self-proclaimed Philosopher. A man appeared, stepping out of the light — his body rugged, covered in countless scars that spoke of battles fought and survived.
