On the battlefield, every time a berserk soldier was killed and fell to the ground, the scholar beast would appear there like a gangrene that was possessed by bones. An enormous book would emerge from beneath the corpse, and then tightly shut together. When it was opened again, there would only be a label left, and on top of it was the image of the berserk fighter that had just died.
"Number five, hmm, the collection of specimen should be enough for now." The scholar beast muttered to himself. After that, the scholar beast quickly thought of Keszly and walked over while muttering, "This hostess really can't make people feel at ease."
At some point, Kess was actually facing the magician. The devil beast, however, remained motionless. All it could do was to hover in the air and calmly watc
