In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

"Eh?"

……

When Maria, who was sitting in the car, waited for Lamaren to arrive, what she saw was a girl with a face full of shame and anger.

With her sprained foot, she shyly got into the carriage with Maria, her eyes wandering.

When Maria asked the other party what happened, the other party said nothing, but just lowered his head with a shy attitude.

This made Maria realize something.

She turned her head and looked at Mira outside the car.

But the other party seemed a little embarrassed at this time, lowering his head and not daring to look Maria in the eye.

Maria was a little confused by the strange scene.

But after a moment, as the carriage started, she gradually calmed down.

It wasn't long before they arrived at the temporary residence of the Scavenger King's Court.

Maria had received intelligence before that the Scavenger Court was going to stop the coalition forces they encountered on the road, so the scavengers who came to Kazdel at this time all had a slight lingering smell of blood on their bodies.

There was a strong desire to fight in everyone's eyes, and coupled with their terrifying decorations, it scared ordinary people away from approaching.

But...it is obvious that Maria and others are not ordinary people.

"Everyone..."

Seeing the carriage approaching, several guards came over. After a brief inspection of who the carriage belonged to, they also bowed slightly.

Although members of the royal court do not need to be responsible to other royal courts, they are still the masters of the royal court and should be treated with due respect.

As the axles spun, Maria and the others soon arrived at the scavengers' royal court.

Following the waiter's guidance, Maria and Ramalen soon saw the current King of Scavengers.

It was a tall figure floating in the air, holding a strange staff.

The huge body was covered by a strange white cloth, and its appearance could not be seen clearly in the shadows.

Just by existing, the other party exudes an aura of oppression.

He, the current Lord of the Scavenger Court, a genius with amazing talent for war, Niezlei!

But...Maria didn't care much about its existence.

His eyes were fixed on the other man who was acting as a guard in the corner of the room.

A man with giant antlers on his head...

"Welcome, new Banshee Lord."

The strange old man spoke, his voice carrying a strange accent.

As for the ancient king of scavengers, Lamaren also bowed slightly to express her respect.

"It is an honor to meet you here, Scavenger King."

After saying that, she did not forget to introduce Maria who was standing beside her.

"This is my wife, now the Banshee Princess..."

"Likewise, the Scavenger Court welcomes you."

When Ramalen introduced Maria, the Scavenger King Neczrei was a little surprised.

Although he knew that banshees often chose women as partners due to their racial characteristics, the selection criteria of open-minded banshees were also very diverse.

But he was somewhat surprised to see that the new Banshee Lord had actually chosen someone who was not a Banshee... and might not even be a Sarkaz, as his queen at this time.

But he didn't think much about it. He just followed Maria's gaze and looked at his disciple who was acting as a guard on the side.

"Do you have any doubts about my disciple?"

"……What's his name?"

"To answer you, Banshee Princess, my name is Bodracasti."

The old and rigid man spoke, his face, which had not yet rotted, revealed a resolute expression as sharp as a knife.

Lamaren on the side was also a little surprised.

"Bodracasti? I remember you were one of the last purebloods..."

"Yes, Banshee Lord, my companions and I are the last pure-blooded Wendigos."

Bozhukas spoke up, his calm words lacking any emotion.

Among the ancient Sarkaz, the Wendigo is also a mysterious and ancient race, and also has a seat in the royal court.

But unfortunately, as time goes by, the number of pure-blooded Wendigos is decreasing, and their seat in the royal court is becoming increasingly precarious.

By now, the Wendigo Court can basically be said to be dead in name only.

Ramalen had not expected that there was such a person beside Neczrei.

and so……

Ramalen turned her head.

"Did you know this, too?"

"...No, there's another reason."

Maria shook her head. She looked at the slightly younger Bozhukasti in front of her and was a little stunned for a moment.

I still remember that in the future, the other party will log in to his own new Yanan.

Without wasting too much time on this matter, after a few brief exchanges, everyone came to their senses and sat in their seats respectfully.

The attendants provided water and some hard military biscuits.

The kind that is hard enough to hit people.

"Sorry, Banshee Lord, scavengers are not in the habit of enjoying snacks."

"It's okay. I'm already very touched that you're willing to receive us at this time."

Lamaren nodded slightly, her words were quite polite.

After nodding slightly, Niecilei asked again.

"Are you here to sing a dirge for the scavengers who died in the previous battle?"

Niezilei really couldn't understand why the dignified Lord of the Banshee King's Court would visit him at this critical juncture.

"We also have this purpose. Any Sarkaz who dies fighting for them is a hero. The Banshees have the responsibility to send them to the Sarkaz's place of silence."

"Yeah……"

Hearing what Ramalen said, Neczrei was a little confused.

The royal court meeting is going to be held tomorrow. The indifferent banshees suddenly came to visit, and he thought they wanted to sing a dirge for the scavengers who died in the previous battle, but... listening to Ramalen's words, it seems that she has other purposes?

"I want to ask you something."

Lamaren didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

And Niecilei was stunned for a while, then frowned slightly.

"If you're asking about the current state of the royal court, I'm sorry, respected Banshee Lord, but I have no interest in the struggle for power."

Although Neczrei is warlike, his warlike nature is not for power or anything like that. He just wants to protect the Sarkaz.

He doesn't even have much respect for the Demon King... But unlike Dukare who despises the royal power, his contempt stems from his own feelings towards the Sarkaz. If the Demon King is a truly capable and ambitious person who can lead the Sarkaz race, he will be the opponent's most steadfast blade.

But if not... he wouldn't attack the other party, at most he would just ignore the incompetent demon king.

Even he had considered becoming a demon king and leading the Sarkaz.

But as an old monster who had lived for who knows how long, he also knew that he did not have the talent that a qualified king should have.

He is a rare general and commander, but he can never become a king.

So when faced with Ramalen who was looking for him at this time, he naturally thought of the problem of the vacancy of royal power after the death of the Demon King, so he almost immediately reminded the other party.

"Also...regarding the kingship, it's best for the banshees not to get too involved..."

There were female demon kings in history, but their endings...

Neczrei didn't want to talk too much.

"it's not true."

Ramalen shook her head. She was not interested in the position of the Demon King. It didn't matter who the Demon King was, as long as he didn't interfere with the banshees.

"Isn't it a matter of rights?"

After hearing what Ramalen said, Neczrei became more confused.

At this critical moment, he came neither for the Banshees' responsibility nor for power... Why did this new Banshee Lord come here?

"I do have some doubts."

Maria looked at the two sides playing riddles and shook her head helplessly. After a moment, she raised her head and looked at each other.

"Do you know anything about the Behemoth?"

“…Ancient lives, their footprints are indispensable in the long river of history.”

Just as Maria had thought before, Niezrei responded to her question.

He did know something about the behemoth... this kind of thing was inevitable.

In today's war-torn world, the activities of giant beasts will be slightly more frequent.

And since he has lived for so many years, he can naturally see some of it.

only……

"Princess Banshee, why are you asking this?"

Niezilei was really confused.

He didn't know if it was because he was getting old, but he found it increasingly difficult to understand the new generation in front of him.

Now the royal city is surrounded by external enemies, the royal court is divided into complicated factions, the people in the city are in panic, and the situation is precarious.

The other party comes here to ask about a giant beast that has nothing to do with you?

Why is this?

"I want to ask you if you know of a unique giant beast..."

"Every behemoth is unique."

“It’s not unique in this respect…”

Maria didn't speak clearly, but just looked at Neczrei in front of her calmly, and her voice became vague.

He didn't know if it was Niezlei's illusion, but he suddenly felt something was different...

Right in front of him...Maria...her aura seemed to become strange.

Her figure became blurry and her voice became more unique.

The magic of the banshees?

No...it doesn't seem like...

After a moment, he regained his composure.

"He should be the only one who is different..."

Maria continued.

After pausing for a moment, Niecilei also raised his head slightly.

He looked at the woman in front of him through the calm cloth.

A unique behemoth?

In this world... there is indeed a giant beast that is truly unique.

Even Niecilei, who had lived for a long time, only knew a little information about the other party from countless past events.

It is like a huge shadow hanging over everyone's head... Even other giant beasts will reveal a little bit of themselves at some special times.