A Break
"Did you find it?" It was the first question Amon asked, his heart beating in anticipation. This information meant a lot to him, and with each passing minute the higher demon took, he felt his heart squeezing.
Finally, the demon said, "According to your description of the surroundings, the Hound seemed to have gone to the human domain... specifically speaking, the Vermilion Kingdom."
"The human domain. I knew it, the air was too pure." Amon cursed himself for being too dumb. Why hadn't he thought about it? The size of the room, the furniture, and the air had been clear giveaways, after all.
"Regardless, this means I have a lead," Amon thought, turned his back, and started to walk away.
His destination: the Vermilion Kingdom.
The livelihood of Cromwell Barony had improved significantly in the past four years. Before, their major source of revenue had come from farming, which was only a dozen gold coins and could barely sustain them.