Chapter 243: The Sage is Pushed by the Momentum of His Subordinates
As I was revising the plan I came up with, the door opened with a crash.
Diella kicked the door open, and Yuura was following behind her.
What on earth are they here for?
As I wondered about it, the two entered the room.
When Diella suddenly stopped, she raised her eyebrows and sniffed the air.
The Great Spirit was just here, wasn't she?
Aah, she provided important information.
As I answered, Diella did a weird action.
She behaved as though she was sniffing something; was the Great Spirit leaving some sort of scent?
As an immortal, I had lost my sense of smell and taste.
Looking at the Great Spirits appearance, I didnt think she left a smell.
However, Diellas behavior was always bizarre.
Reading too deep into her didnt have much meaning.
Since Yuura was also tilting her head confusedly, I guess I could leave Diella alone.
I told them of my conversation with the Great Spirit.
Most of the contents were confidential matters, but telling them should be fine.
Diella was sitting in a chair and grumbling with her arms folded.
Diella exclaimed with raucous laughter.
As she stood up vigorously, she pumped her fist and ran out the door.
Lets go, Yuura! Its time to receive some debt from the current generations Demon Lord!
I agree with the proposal of the individual named Diella proceeding to support the master.
Yuura glanced at me, pumped her fist a little, and left the room.
She bowed and closed the door.
As I was left alone, I stiffened while resting my cheek in my hand.
After confirming the twos presences were moving away, I sat back in the chair.
I havent told them where to go though Oh well.
Why did they come here to begin with?
I hadnt heard their purpose of visiting at all.
I couldnt understand those two.
If I was still a human, I would feel like sighing right now.
However, they were also enthusiastic for my sake.
I was honestly happy that theyre motivated.
The instructions itself could be relayed using telepathy so there was no problem.
After stretching my back, I resumed forming up the strategy.