Zahaiyd's Intelligence

Who was the Sorcerer Supreme, Ancient One? Though she based herself on void dark Magic, she understood that admiration was the furthest thing from understanding. She had deceived not only the world, but even the subordinates who spent every day at her side, making everyone believe she was pure goodness incarnate.

Perhaps this was what they meant by a great villain appearing loyal. What was more, in that distant age, when she had still been a young girl, she had been King Arthur, the legendary ruler who founded the ideal city of Karomei. And the darkness within her, as her other half, had been Morgan, the seductive enchantress and symbol of Western treachery.

When Evenson first met her, he had lowered his stance and carefully woven his words, but how could someone like her so easily believe another person's one-sided claims?

Though she outwardly lived peacefully alongside Evenson, humbly accepted his advice, and even discussed something as important as taking disciples with him, she had never stopped verifying the truth of his words behind the scenes.

However, her channels for gathering intelligence were simply too few, so there were not many ways for her to verify them.

Matters concerning the Great Dark Rise were easier to deal with. Even without asking anyone, she merely needed to wait and watch for the truth to reveal itself. Besides, the course of events seemed to prove that Evenson had not lied.

Less than half a year after the Battle of New York, the Child of Demon, a rarity seen once in a millennium, was about to mature. Mephisto's master of ceremonies and imperial scribe... well... his secretary, Locke, had nearly acquired flesh and been able to walk freely in the mortal world with his full power. If Klayya had not received that intelligence