The demon named Zenas did not teleport the Prophet to the city of Nolan, but was located in the area on the edge of Nolan.

It took the Prophet and her apprentices half a day to reach a street on the edge of Nolan called 'Squirrel Street'.

"Mentor, how long are we going to wait here?"

One of the Prophet's apprentices questioned her in a disturbed voice.

"That sin demon Zenas told me that His Royal Highness the Third Prince will send someone to answer it, you continue to be vigilant, but don't be discovered by the humans around you."

The Prophet could understand the reason for the anxiety of the apprentices around him, because... It's full of humans.

Although the Prophet used a small disguise magic to cover the demon features of his apprentice before coming to Nolan, the huge Chaos Demon who followed the Prophet's side was really unable to disguise him as a human with magic.

So the Prophet could only follow Zenas's advice and put on a cloak that would cover his entire body.

However, the sin demon behind the prophet was still too conspicuous when it approached the height of the two humans, and even if he was covered in a cloak, it still attracted the attention of many people.

Luckily, the Prophet saw a crypt troll on the street... Although it is not known why this stupid humanoid race appeared in the human city.

But the humans who came to Squirrel Street seemed to have mistaken the karma demon behind the Prophet for a stupid crypt troll, rather than some terrible demon......

"What are the humans doing around that hound's statue?"

"The name written on the bottom of that statue seems to be Hachiko, the loyal dog."

Hachiko, a loyal dog? The Prophet listened to his apprentice's arguments and looked to the square in front of the Klya Station.

She removed the wooden-rimmed glasses from the bridge of her nose to see the statue that stood above the square.

The statue wasn't some well-known spellcaster of Nolan, but a hound, crouching there.

Originally, this hound was supposed to be a statue of decorative significance, but... The Prophet looked at the humans around him who were praying prayerfully next to the statue, unable to comprehend their actions.

Pray for a dog? Are those human beings really mentally normal?

The Prophet put on his wood-rimmed glasses again, and instead of paying attention to the strange behavior of the humans in the square, he began to concentrate on finding what the Third Prince called the 'connector'.

The longer they stay in a place where humans gather, the more dangerous they become, and the disguise spells cast by the Prophet cannot fool the high-ranking spellcasters.

It's a pity that the connector mentioned by His Royal Highness the Third Prince has disappeared for a long time.

This made the Prophet's inner feeling of 'this is a trap' grow stronger and stronger.

While the Prophet was anxiously waiting, two little boys suddenly ran in front of the Prophet, as if playing a game of chase, but the little boy who followed behind slowly stopped in front of the Prophet.

"Stay away from me." The Prophet was about to reprimand the human for not being allowed to approach her, when he noticed that the little boy's eyes were not on her at all.

Worst! The Prophet immediately looked back at the demonic servant of karma behind him, who was wearing a cloak but no mask, so he kept his head down to cover his face.

But this little boy is very short, and as soon as he looks up, he can see the true appearance of this evil demon hidden under the cloak.

The Prophet tensed his nerves at this moment.

She's playing a game, and the little boy doesn't know the demon of sin, and only thinks of it as a humanoid beast, or... As the third prince said, the city has embraced demons.

Even if their identities are revealed, they will be able to walk freely in the city.

"I'm sorry, little girl."

The boy's mother ran to pick him up, but the boy held out his finger and pointed at the Prophet's servant of the evil karma.

"Mother... Demons..."

How can ordinary human children recognize the demon of sinful karma? The Prophet gritted her teeth, her first game failed, and the little boy's words had already made the mother aware of what was hidden under the cloak.

Now the Prophet is confirming whether the human beings in this city are really able to accept their existence, as His Royal Highness the Third Prince has said, to see if they are reckless.

The little boy was too young to show fear, and his mother, when she looked up, saw the true appearance of the demon of sin behind the prophet.

"Calm down! Zerul! ”

The Prophet admonished the demons behind him, but he was also in a state of high tension, and instinct caused him to crack his mouth and reveal his sharp fangs as he met the human's gaze.

"Your Royal Highness?" The human mother suddenly covered her mouth and sighed.

Prince? The Prophet was stunned, unable to understand why the human would call a demon of sinful karma a prince.

"Mother, it's the demon prince who is in love with Belle!" The little human boy also shouted at the demon of sinful karma behind the prophet.

This shout instantly attracted the attention of many people around Klia Station.

The moment he sensed the gaze of the humans around him, the Prophet realized that he was ready to use one last plan, which was to escape the city by relying on the time travel ability of the demon of sinful karma.

However, the Prophet did not feel the hostility of the humans around him, but many women showed an expression that the Prophet could not read.

"Don't be impulsive."

The Prophet reminded the demon of karma behind him again, but this demon was already in a state of combat readiness, and when he was stared at by so many humans, he directly pulled down his hood, cracked his mouth and bared his fangs, and let out a low roar.

So... There is a reason why the demons of sinful karma cannot rule the demon world, and some of these demons have a terrifyingly low emotional intelligence.

The third prince's one is relatively good, but hers is a little unreasonable.

The Prophet could already have imagined the frightened humans running around.

But to the prophet's surprise, not only did the humans around him not run around, but there were also more than twenty human women slowly walking towards the demon of sinful karma, with curious expressions on their faces.

"Is it really His Highness the Demon Prince?"

"Doesn't look like ......"

The Prophet could hear the whispers of the human women around her, and she didn't bother to care why these humans would call a demon of sinful karma a prince.

But the humans did not attack them, and the Prophet began to calm down his demonic servants of sin.

"Zeru put your teeth away and keep calm."

After being appeased several times by the Prophet, the demon of sinful karma finally returned to its former form, but its eyes were fixed on the approaching humans.

"Your Royal Highness, I can touch your claws, no... Can I shake your hand? ”

Finally, a brave human girl walked out and asked about the demon of karma behind the prophet.

Shake hands? Could it be that the city that the third prince said really accepted the existence of demons......

Wait a minute... The Prophet couldn't believe the look he saw on the faces of the human girls, who had stepped forward to shake hands with her servant Zeru, her cheeks already crimson with a look of shyness.

The Prophet remembered that this manifestation could be called love.

How could this group of human women fall in love with a demon of sinful karma? Sure enough, there was something wrong with their minds.

But even so, the Prophet nodded at the demon-guilty demon named Zerul, and he agreed to the girl's request.

When Zerul flashed his claws and reached out to the human girl, the Prophet felt that it was time for them to flee.

But which girl boldly stretched out her hand and pinched it...... Balls of meat on Zerul's paws.

This act seemed to arouse the jealousy of the other onlookers, who also walked up directly and asked for a handshake.

Overwhelmed by a group of human women, the most ferocious demon in the Demon Realm, Zerru began to search for the figure of his master, the Prophet.

Unfortunately, due to his short stature, the Prophet was unable to find himself after being squeezed into the crowd.

These humans... I'm afraid I'm not completely crazy.

This was the prophet's last impression before being swallowed up by the crowd.