Just before going up on board, she tried to find Maggie and Meow by turning around and walking through the cabin on the lower floor once again, but she couldnât even see their noses.
When she gave up looking for it and went outside, a deep sigh came out of her naturally. They crowded the deck with people without a break.
âHow am I going to find CesareâŠâ
The atmosphere of the deck couldnât be described as positive, to put it nicely. The children in their arms were crying at the top of their voices, and the priests reassured the anxious people by going back and forth.
âA lot of people are passing by. If you donât mind, can I ask you whatâs going on?â
The man who was smoking silently answered Catherineâs question.
âDidnât you hear the announcement?â
âAnyway, how did it happen?â
âWe had a dream in which the day was repeated, and it turned out to be a number of illusions. They sent us all to the deck with news that terrorists were threatening Lilith. Damn it, I didnât even take a vacation to do thisâ. There are Paladins and Imperial knights, so it shouldnât be a big deal.â
Is there really none?
Digging through the crowd, Catherine raised her head above the sky.
It was a magic circle of overwhelming size.
At first, it was only a line, but now it was gradually completing its shape. This means that it has yet to catch the leader of the current situation.
Everyone was treating that huge red magic circle as nothing. For this large number of people, they not only use a number of illusions, but they also use invisible magic.
âThis level of the wizard is not common all over the world.â
Catherineâs face trembled at the sudden interruption of the voice.
âBesides, itâs quite bold. Isnât it, Lady? To draw a magic circle on the celestial sphere against the Grand Duke. This person must be a pretty young sorceress, given that this person is so full of energy.â
âExcuse me.â
âThis is it. I came to work and enjoy my vacation, but Iâm unlucky enough to get involved in this kind of thing.â
âExcuse me, old man. Can you stop talking to me like youâre close to me?â
In response to the cold answer, the owner of the voice, Giovanne, grabbed one chest with a hurt look.
âWhat do you mean old man⊠I still have a bright future ahead of me⊠What do you mean old manâŠâ
It is said that bad things happen over and over again, and dangerous people stick with each other when they are alone.
Catherine clicked her tongue and left. For a while, he pretended to cry, and Giovanne, who lifted the corners of his lips, followed her.
âHey, Lady. Why do you keep being cold-hearted? Thereâs a conversation we havenât finished yet. Come to think of it, what about Pompadou? Did you get along well?â
âDonât follow me.â
âAre you really going to sign a contract with Madame? Well, that wouldnât be bad either. Are you not interested in Busperfield? After all, Iâm still a pretty great person.â
âIf you say one more thing there, Iâll scream and call you a pervert.â
âDid you know that you are a Nephilim?â
Catherine stopped walking. So far, she has filtered out all the nonsense well on her own.
What she learned while hanging out with the ladies in society was to listen in one ear and let it go in one ear. In order to properly take care of her body, she had no choice but to filter the rumors she was pursuing.
Yeah, thatâs how I wasâ.
âIâm confused. A face you know? Or is it a face you donât know?â
Nephilim.
A mixed-race between devils and humans.
Even in the age of dying and living in magical skill, there is one creature who can never be used in aristocratic society.
âAt first, I wasnât sure. Old Nephilim like me easily recognizes their own kind⊠But Lady, youâre very ambiguous. I thought it was because of Gargoyle. Looking at it now, youâre definitely a Nephilim.â
âThat woman is a monster. Thereâs no feeling of love. This means that you, me, and this family are all just tools for her family play.â
âBut itâs strange. You donât have any talent for magic? I donât think Nephilim would be like that.â
Invalidation of magic.
It was Nephilimâs unique ability. Other than Nephilim, only a few ordinary humans have this power.
âAnyway, itâs fine. Busperfield has a lot of Nephilim like the Lady. Whether itâs a confusion of identity or finding yourselfââ
âThis perverted human! Canât you stop! Embarrassing!â
It was then. Catherine shouted in a loud voice, covering his mouth.
ââŠHuh?â
The attention of the surrounding people quickly turned to them. While touching his scattered hair, Giovanne made his face look awkward.
âI already have a man who promised the future! You shouldnât say such shameful things like that you have a usable face or that youâll do me a favor!â
âWait, Lady? When did Iââ
Taking advantage of Giovanneâs embarrassment, Catherine hid in the crowd. She definitely warned him. If he talks to her one more time, sheâll shout.
âLady!â
But that tough man didnât seem to give up. A voice calling for Catherine kept coming from beyond the back of her head.
âLady! Oh, damn it. Youâre just walking fast for no matter what⊠Look at me! Itâs me! The escort knight whose you gave the money!â
In the last sentence, she stopped walking and moving forward.
The escort knight who she brought with money? Turning her back, the man with the familiar face grabbed her by the shoulder.
It was Damian.
âHa, I had a hard time finding you. What do you do with your ears off? I must have called you twenty times without exaggerating.â
ââŠIâm sorry, Iâm out of my mind. But how did you find me among all these people?â
âBecause someone shouted strange things with a voice Iâd heard a lot somewhere. I thought it was a Lady.â
It must have been that he hadnât forgotten what she had done to Carlos.
âThank you for recognizing me. Still, strange things kept sticking to me while I was alone.â
The odd ones here were Giovanne and Percyville.
âHuh? What about Meow?â
âWe are parting away due to unavoidable circumstances. We need to find it.â
âHuh. Can you find that little cat in a place like this?â
But itâs a relief. Catherine sighed inwardly. In such a complicated situation, she was relieved in many ways to meet Damian again.
Although his personality was a little fool, he was the second most trustworthy person after Cesare when they were together. Although incompetence in front of magic is a disadvantage.
âDamian, you know whatâs going on right?â
âI gave a passing colleague to beat him up and picked it up roughly.â
Why use violence? Damian grumbled at Catherineâs eyes that she couldnât understand.
âIâm on leave, so I donât have the right to know⊠Never mind, look at this. Because of that illusion magic, I drank beer and it became like this? Itâs really uncomfortable.â
Damian raised one leg and pointed to his damp pants.
He mentioned earlier that somehow it smells like alcohol. It looked like he had fallen asleep holding a beer mug and spilled it all
âHey, what is that?â
It was then.
Suddenly, two red magic circles appeared in the air. Suddenly, black flames exploded like firecrackers between the magic circles. What appeared in betweenâ.
ăFufu⊠Our cute food.ă
It was a devil in human form, covered with pitch-black scales.
âKyaaa!â
ăCanât I just taste a little bit? I havenât been able to chew the human soul in recent days.ă
ăJust about one or two.ă
Three or four priests who ran out of the crowd blocked the devil. Eventually, a blue protective magic circle surrounding the people on the deck rose, forming a transparent layer on the hemisphere.
âVicious demons⊠Wonât you stop right away? This is not the space for you to invade!â
Then the demons grabbed the ship and rolled around in the air.
ăAh, ahahahaha! Aww, itâs cute! Shall we see how far you can last?ă
The devil once again swung its arm, which had turned into a long blade. Each time the devil smiled, a large scar was engraved on the transparent membrane.
It looked like it was going to be ripped apart any time soon.
It was then. Is the devilâs body, which was relaxed as if dancing, now bouncing back?
ăâŠHuh?ă
âSir Percyville!â
She was wondering where he went.
Percyvilleâs face, moving out of the magic circle, was more than an expression of irritability and nervousness, to say the least. He looked up at the devil, with his head slanted, as if to come down and lay his neck on his own.
ăBe careful, brother. That person isnât an ordinary paladinâŠă
ăAha, youâre the famous Popeâs watchdog! Phew⊠But yeah, heâs still a human being!ă
With a long, creepy laugh, the devil shot himself at Percyville. He was so fast that it was hard to followâ.
ăThisâŠ!ă
The ending also happened in the blink of an eye.
When she came to her senses, Percyvilleâs thin and long sword penetrated the devilâs heart. Percyville pushed his black body away with his feet.
âItâs like a hole.â
Tsk. She heard a small tongue kick.
âAs expected, Sir Percyville!â
The priests ran to Percyville, lifting the protection wizard.
ăHow foolish. To think thereâs no human to look down onâŠă
The devil who was watching the scene vanished into the air. He freely let go of the summons.
âSir Percyville!â
Relieved, the people on the deck began to chant Percyvilleâs name. Damian, too, was a bit surprised by his action, which he had only heard of as a rumor.
âPeople like it. Itâs cool to see as the same knight. Except for the fact that heâs crazy.â
Everyone applauded and cheered, but the atmosphere of relief was brief.
Tok, tok. Catherine stared quietly at the droplets that began to fall onto the deck. Is it supposed to rain in such a clear sky?
Whoosh!~
As if to announce that it was not an illusion, the rain suddenly began to pour from the sky. Families with children began to leave the deck one by one.
âWhy is it raining in the dry sky?â
Damian stretched her arms into the air. The falling water collected in his hand to form a puddle. Thatâs also a red and thick puddle.
âBlood, blood, blood!â
The crying sound of the child grew louder. People who had hesitated in relief began to flock to the lifeboats again. Catherine lifted her wet arm and sniffed it. Not wine or tea, but blood.
âThe fishy smell of the sea is bad.â
As Damian said, the smell of blood and the fishy smell of the sea mixed together to form the worst combination.
Whose blood is this?
She wasnât afraid to trust Cesare. But the cruel and bizarre phenomenon that stimulates the nerves made her head numb.
Damian was protecting Catherine by wrapping his arms around her. Catherine rested her forehead slowly on his chest.
âIâm out of breath.â
It was a breathtaking atmosphere. Feeling as if the air is compressed to the point of compression and clogging the air hole.
The air on the deck gradually calmed down.
Catherine got a hunch that these changes werenât only to her. It felt ominous in some ways.