Somewhere in the Upper Realm…
'Gloria has just succeeded, master.' The voice of the throne suddenly sounded in Minos' mind, changing the look of the tall and strong man with long golden hair, swimming in a murky water area.
Minos almost stopped moving through the surroundings of one of the most extreme and difficult-to-access zones of the dimension, something he had been doing since he left the place where he had recovered from his previous injuries. What was she doing? Minos himself wasn't sure.
'That's good. How many people came to the realm with her?' He asked the throne, not as attentive to the issues of his inheritances as he had been until recently.
Getting a new throne for Ruth's inheritance had been difficult. Hunting a Devil hadn't been the most complicated part, but rather moving without leaving traces, avoiding attracting beings related to the mummy that had left him severely injured.
So, he had stopped checking his inheritances and even his group in the realm.
