"I also wanted to tell you," Isabella continued, "that I was able to convince the general, and he had some of the Imperial Guard go after this League of Assassins."
"Oh?" Ethan said. "Somehow he didn't involve your father?"
Isabella shook her head. "He said he won't, just this once. And that was after I convinced him I wasn't actually the target."
They exchanged a few more words between them, but while they did, Rayleigh, who still had his hand over his nose, had this dangerous glare fixed on Ethan as well.
It was true that for a human, his abnormally sensitive sense of smell could pick things up like vampires, wolves, or any other supernatural with heightened senses.
However, with the little amount of time he had spent in the demon continent, his sense of smell had also come to pick up on one other thing.
The strong scent of demons.
And right before him wasn't like the ordinary ones he and the crew killed a lot of times during their expedition of the demon continent.
