The night was deep, and Silvia, who had just been rescued and still had remnants of magic power on her, went to bed early; however, we had no trace of sleepiness and gathered in the room.
"Visca, what kind of person is Bellavilla?"
This was my most pressing concern at the moment, as a series of evidence seemed to point to one fact—the identity of Silvia was once the Fallen Apostle Bellavilla. Not only had Visca confirmed this, but even Pandora's scanning system had revealed the girl's non-human identity. Now, less than five meters to our left as we stepped out of the door, slept one of the most dangerous beings in the entire universe, perhaps even the Void, although their combat strength might not even reach 5 now.
