Aleister held the little crow with one hand and leisurely descended through the huge hole that had just been blasted into the bedroom.
Although jumping down directly wouldn't have hurt her in the slightest, Aleister didn't want to get her dress dirty.
——Strange to say.
She didn't know when it started, but Aleister felt that she was becoming increasingly concerned about her own appearance, always paying attention to grace even when killing.
It was as if... if she made any sort of blunder or caused any trouble here, it would bring embarrassment to Aiwass.
...That feeling was like when a big shot on a social platform plays with an alt account, they always take care to mind their words, to avoid a bad reputation for their main identity if their cover is ever blown.
When she landed, Aleister released the little crow, letting the Night Fiend fly freely behind her.
As for the Mirror Demon, it could not be brought down and could only wait for their return on the ground.
