Against the Hunter Corps
"Where exactly did you get your golden spikes? Is it the Silent Golden Spike?"

Esme Crane hastily tugged her back and said, "Wait a minute, don't be in a hurry. We can't be reckless, don't forget what we came out here to do today, and don't get involved in other disputes."

But it was not Permain who was now at the heart of the interrogation, and Esme Crane turned to the Assyrian woman, saying.

Goa shook her head, then spat out a longer string of words, which Bella translated, "It seems you don't know anything about Assyrians, and every year, we have a large number of people either autonomous or trafficked to Zocta to do hard labor. Are there any more with me, you ask? There are too many to count."

Sasem? Isn't that the name of one of the nine Christian fallen angels, the Angel of Desire? The knowledgeable Esme Crane thought. Is it a coincidence that there are actually demons in Assyrian culture with that name, or is there a reason for it?

"She said, I'm Goa." Bella translated. Bel
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