Early in the morning on the next day, Lukas walked down the main street in the city.
Beneath the slowly brightening sky, there was barely anyone walking around the dirt-covered city, causing it to feel like it was an abandoned city.
It was a stark contrast from Manhattan, America, where heâd been just a day before.
That city and this city. There shouldnât have been such a large distance between them. They were both places humans lived in.
âYouâre up early.â
It was Destin.
Lukas didnât sleep a wink, but he nodded instead of telling the truth.
âI woke up earlier than expected.â
âHmm. You werenât in your room, so I came to look for you. And I couldnât knock on the door of a lady sleeping.â
Destin didnât seem like such a polite person, so Lukas was a bit surprised.
Upon closer inspection, he realised that Destinâs eyes were red. His hair was a mess, and his body was covered with the scent of cigarette smoke. Heâd probably stayed up all night.
He spoke in a tired voice.
âAll the preparations are complete, so you can leave when the sun is up. I also got a map for you. Itâs old, so it might not be completely accurate, but itâs better than nothing.â
When Lukas opened the map that Destin gave him, he found that there was a detailed route to Egypt, and it included the danger zones and places they could rest. It looked like he had filled out the additional information on the map himself.
Lukas was surprised.
Unlike what heâd initially thought, Destin was a man who did not neglect his duties.
âIt would be better to move only when the sun is up. Iâm sure itâs the same all over the world, but itâs particularly dangerous to travel in Africa at night.â
This advice was given with the Demons and Demon Beasts in mind, so Lukas nodded in thanks.
Then, Destin looked at him with a slightly suspicious gaze.
âAre you the attendant of that woman named Joanna?â
âHuh?â
âOr maybe youâre her managerâŠâ
When Lukas only stared at him blankly, Destin shook his head.
âIt seems I was wrong. My apologies. Iâve heard that American hunters have them because of their busy schedules.â
When he heard that, Lukas couldnât help but think about the suit-wearing man who heâd seen beside Joanna the first time they met. Of course, he wouldnât be there now.
âBut you donât seem to be an American hunter.â
âIâm a European Hunter.â
âHmm. I see. No wonder youâre so calm while looking at this city.â
Destinâs tone softened slightly. Relations between Africa and Europe had always been strong.
This was because a feeling of camaraderie had developed between the two regions who had suffered the most damage due to the Demonsâ invasion.
In fact, the two regions would not hesitate to assist each other in emergency situations.
âThen I donât need to worry as much, and I donât need to warn you about the Demons. I hope you get good results.â
Lukas nodded.
âThank you.â
* * *
By the time it had truly reached dawn, Joanna appeared.
She had a blank face, dark circles around her eyes, and her hair was a mess. She also trudged around like a zombie. It seemed that she had been tossing and turning all night.
Lukas felt that she had probably been thinking a lot about what Destin had said the night before. And in the end, she probably couldnât reach a conclusion. After all, it wasnât something that could have been thought over in one night.
Even her voice was cracked as she spoke.
âAll the preparations are complete?â
âYeah. Are you ready?â
âI am. Hum.â
Joanna suppressed a yawn as she responded.
The distance to Egypt was about 3,000km, but that was only when measured in a straight line.
It didnât take into account the mountainous or dangerous regions, rivers, or the weather.
Assuming that there were no unforeseen circumstances, it would probably take them a few weeks of consistent travel.
The military truck that they were going to use was larger and seemed to be more performant than they expected.
The tires were durable enough to pass through the rough wilderness terrain and the bed of the truck, which appeared to have been modified, and had plenty of space even after storing food, gas, and daily necessities. A small sleeping area, which took up most of the extra area, had been added.
These modifications made the vehicle feel like a camper instead of a military truck.
âItâs mainly used by hunters going on long-term missions. Itâs much heavier and more durable than normal trucks, and it wonât roll over easily.â
âThank you.â
Joanna nodded. It seemed that she was very satisfied with the truckâs specifications.
With a slightly haughty expression on her face, she climbed into the passenger seat.
âIâll have to ask you to drive.â
âI donât know how to drive.â
Joanna, who was buckling her seatbelt, froze.
ââŠwhat did you just say?â
âI have never driven a vehicle before.â
ââŠyouâre lying.â
âIâm serious.â
âThat⊠that doesnât make senseâŠâ
âDo you not know how to drive?â
âI do, butâŠâ
Joanna looked at the vehicle and suddenly felt like crying. It wasnât a ridiculously large vehicle, but it was still bigger than a 1-ton truck. Nevertheless, it was by no means something for a common 2nd-class license holder like her.
âCan you really not drive? Or is it just that you donât want to drive?â
âVehicles are rarely used in Europe. In the first place, there are only a few vehicles still in working condition. Itâs the same here.â
It was Destin who answered for Lukas. Then he looked at Joanna with a slightly sympathetic gaze.
âThis truck is one of only three vehicles in our branch. Perhaps you were dispatched to fill the role of driver from the start?â
Joanna suddenly closed her mouth at Destinâs words.
It was possible.
It was almost impossible for them to travel from Congo to Egypt using magic, which meant that they would have to travel using other means.
Considering Neilâs personality, he certainly would have taken that into account. And if he knew that this guy couldnât driveâŠ
âDid the President really send me here to be a driver?â
When this thought appeared in her mind, she couldnât help but make a pitiful expression.
But that only lasted for a while. In the end, she resigned herself and trudged over to the driverâs side with drooping shoulders.
This was the fate of a subordinate.
Just as Lukas was about to step into the passenger seat, Destin spoke.
âI think youâre stronger than that woman.â
Lukas turned to look at Destin. At that moment, he wasnât displaying any of his power. And very few people who saw him in this state would say those words.
Perhaps Destin had come to this conclusion because he was unable to feel any power from him. This showed that either his perception had reached the level of a master or that his sixth sense was dozens of times better than wild animalsâ.
âWatch out for Gray Sun. I donât know how strong you are, but in a sense, they are more dangerous than a Demon Duke.â
This advice contained decades of experience that had been engraved into the bones of a hunter. Naturally, it shouldnât be taken lightly.
Lukas nodded.
âI will keep that in mind.â
âPlease be careful. And I wish you all the best.â
* * *
The truck sped through desolate lands.
To put it bluntly, the ride was terrible. This was especially true for Joanna, who was used to traveling in luxury vehicles.
It was fortunate that the roads that had been built decades ago were still maintained, but even that would disappear once they left Congo. Then they would encounter truly rugged terrain.
âI have to adapt to this as much as possible before then.â
As she thought this, Joanna sighed.
The vehicleâs interior was stiflingly quiet. She didnât know what to say, but Lukas didnât seem to have any intention of breaking the silence.
Complex emotions created by dissatisfaction at being made to drive, the pressure of driving such a large truck, and her own insecurities made it impossible for her to open her mouth first.
Perhaps, over time, Lukas would eventually say something first.
Or, at least, thatâs what she thought, but that man didnât say anything even as sunset approached.
ââŠeven a statue would have been better company.â
Joanna shot an irritated look at Lukas, who was beside her.
She was very famous amongst the American hunters. Her natural appearance, the way she spoke, her excellent magical skills⊠And above all, Joanna knew how to make all of those virtues stand out. That last part was the key point.
In order for American hunters to gain recognition, they had to have some skill in the entertainment industry. In America, hunters werenât just Demon hunters; they were also celebrities and stars. They were obligated to meet the expectations of the people.
And among the hunters, Joannaâs popularity was particularly high.
Even the most snobbish hunters would become docile in front of her. But Lukas didnât change his attitude for her at all.
âSay something!â
She shot Lukas a fierce glare. This time, she didnât do it from the corner of her eye. Instead, she glared at him openly.
Joanna made a solemn vow to not say a single word until Lukas opened his mouth.
Perhaps her earnest desire(?) reached the heavens, for the sun finally went down and Lukas spoke.