"Chin up, and straighten your back. From here on, no one down there is your superior, except your retainer," Merilyn said.
Her voice still contained that same trace of sadness, and I knew that it was because she really did have something going with Amon.
Despite that, I did what she said, and after we were both ready, she led me toward the guards. Once they saw us, they immediately bowed.
"Greetings, you two. Would you like one of us to escort you to the venue?"
Merilyn nodded.
"Yep. You can be the one to lead us."
The demon in question was just some random Demon Duke who was dressed in casual clothes. Still, he had some armor on him, such as leather shoulders and even plate boots.
Not that they would help him, though, if I were to crush his core right now.
"Very well, follow me then."
