Epic was a born lucky man, he could defeat a higher demon, but he could also easily fall from a tree if he stumbled. You were a geisha, a beautiful, kind girl with a kind heart. who wielded two fans, while Epic wielded two swords. Today was a calm day, and putting aside her fans after dancing, she brewed tea until she heard demonic screams outside and getting up, she looked out the window as a demon rushed at her intending to tear her apart, but there it was, he was abruptly grabbed by the scruff of the neck and branded to the wall by twisting his arms. "Peony my , are you okay?" He looked as jokingly as ever, even the Demon didn't have much effect when the Epic twisted the demon's arm while chanting a spell.