Holy war 30

"Sarela, are all of these humans—"

"Bait? If so, yes, quite a lot right, Askal? Hehehe~" Sarela chuckled, her voice dripping with amusement.

Askal, the demonic man standing beside her, scanned the assembled humans and couldn't help but widen his eyes at the sheer number of them. It wasn't just hundreds; it was around a thousand, and they all seemed quite strong.

"How did you make the princess accept this absurdity?" he asked, genuinely curious. He couldn't fathom how a princess like Christine would agree to something like this. Wasn't this practically the same as handing over her own vanguard?

There were no dragons aiding her right now, so if the demons suddenly decided to attack and kill all the humans here, they would be no more than pieces of meat waiting to be slaughtered and devoured.

"Well, I just offered quite a few enticing things~," Sarela said in a nonchalant tone.