The Devil in Question

This is bad, I didn't realize that a feather that would fall off from my wings wouldn't disappear.

No.

I should've known.

Back when I was in Bovalia, I had my wings cut off by Dad and they didn't disappear. It shouldn't be weird for even a feather to be left behind if I don't retract them properly.

Damn it! I got careless.

"Lord Progenitor, you're here?"

Because the sewers basically stretch out across the whole city, it's the best way to get around for us Demons. So because of that, I rushed to the back alley and jumped into a manhole and ran here in the underground shelter.

And now, I stand before Fauna who seems to have gotten back some of her youth. This is because I gave her some of my blood.

"You seem to be in a hurry. Is there any problem?"

"Yes, a big one. Do you have my spear?"

When I asked her, although confused, she gave a nod and turned to one of the demons in the back.