Demian knelt on one knee, blaming himself for the destruction of one of the watchtower's legs due to an unexpected attack from the dwarves' race. Demian felt he wasn't dexterous enough to do his job. "I'm sorry Prince, this all happened because of my delay in providing information about their diversion!" said Demian regretfully. Dante immediately dismissed this assumption, according to him Demian had done his job very well, it was just that he was incompetent in leading the mission this time. "That's not right, it's my fault!" Dante objected. Dante immediately apologized to his entire squad, including Gustave, Aletta, and Demian. Dante felt too naive to think that cunning methods would not be used by every race in winning the match. "No it's also not your fault Prince, I had expected that the Dwarves were the race that would be our opponents in this mission, considering that our territory borders each other, but I didn't expect them to act in such a cowardly manner!" said Gustave

They have done the watchtower work well, with the magic barrier, humanity can focus more on the work on the tower until they can finish it well before the allotted period ends. Dante looked uneasy, he wondered why the dwarves weren't showing their signs. "How much time is left?" Dante asked Gustave. "About 5 to 6 hours, we have to make sure this tower stands firm until the set time is over!" answered Gustave. "Demian reports that until now there is no sign of movement from the Dwarf race!" the captain gave the information. Dante looked still worried, he didn't understand why the Dwarf race didn't come back to attack them, while they had enough time from the time the tower was built until the watchtower was finished, Dante felt it was a very strange thing. "Why didn't the Dwarf race attack us?" Dante asked. "I mean, don't they have plenty of time to do that, but until now they haven't even shown their noses!" he added. Gustave seemed to think for a moment he had also realized t

As Dante already knew, the dwarven race was extremely strong in terms of physical strength. The man's hands even trembled from the impact of their two weapons clashing. Dante got back to his feet and prepared for his next strike, but this time he had transferred magic energy into his blade, leaving the blade now smoldering. Grandal applauded him. "You seem quite adept at controlling your powers," said Grandal. "You even looked stupid at the Game of the Destiny opening back then!" "Make sure you don't lose control like you used to!" the short man taunted Dante. "Shut your mouth and fight me immediately!" replied Dante, he was tired of listening to the dwarves babbling. Dante moves at full speed, and so does Grandal, they run here and there while attacking each other, and sparks come out of their clashing weapons. Aletta who saw the fight was very amazed, it seemed like he only taught Dante the basics of using magic energy, but now the man has grown very rapidly. The woman's eye

Laulora was trying to stay on her feet with all her might, while Lazarus and Alarik didn't seem to be having much trouble. The races of vampires, werewolves, and elves engage in a single, interconnected mission. They have to fight against each other and survive without even falling. The three race leaders had been fighting for three days non-stop, they were attacking each other to take each other down. The mission they got back then was to stay standing for a certain amount of time. During this time the three leaders of the races are required to fight against each other, and those who fall will lose the fight will lose points in the mission. Lazarus was very strong, and so was Alarik, the two of them never seemed to run out of steam after fighting continuously for three days. But not with Laulora, the leader of the elf race seemed overwhelmed facing the other two race leaders on the mission. "You're not bad for a loser!" said Lazarus mocking Alarik. "Loser, are you talking about y

Amid an argument between them, suddenly there was a shock on the train Dante, Demian, Cassius, Diablo, Remar, and Masamura were riding. Diablo, what happened? asked Cassius to Diablo who was serving as the driver of their horse carriage at that time. "The terrain is too difficult for us to traverse, this pile of snow is too much!" answered Diablo. Dante immediately got out and got off the carriage to check the situation, true as Diablo said, the terrain they had to travel at that time was covered in very thick snow, making them unable to spur their carriage to pass through it. Cassius descends to catch up with Dante. "Should we get rid of this snowdrift?" asked Cassius. "No, it will take a long time," Dante replied. Dante looked far ahead, at that time he could see Mount Griffin from a distance, even though almost the entire mountain was covered in a very thick fog. "We can proceed on foot from here, I think that would be much more efficient!" he says. Cassius, Diablo, and De