"...If the Evil God successfully descended, the disaster it caused might spread across all of Tingen City..."
Within the Gray Fog enveloping her, Angel saw a figure in a trench coat leaning against a wall, maintaining a prayerful posture as he spoke without pause.
That slightly illusory voice gradually faded away. Then the mist dispersed, and she once more saw the crowded people around her.
Forcing herself to calm down amid the chaos, Angel quickly sorted through the information she had just heard.
An Evil God was about to descend, and the target location was even the Nighthawks' headquarters not far from here?
She instinctively looked northward. Beyond several low buildings was Blackthorn Security Company. The sky in that direction was clear and sunny, without the slightest sign of an "Evil God."
But the scene within the Gray Fog had undoubtedly been Mr. Fool's doing. He should not deceive her—at least, there was no need for Him to lie about something like this...
Moreover, Angel was certain that the figure praying in that scene was Klein Moretti, who was supposed to attend the celebration with her today.
She had never expected Klein to recite Mr. Fool's name as well, or to become His believer... Had it happened after she recommended him to Mr. Fool, or had he been a believer all along, only never joining the Tarot Club?
There was no time to think further. For now, Angel could only assume the intelligence was true. There was only one thing she needed to do.
Send Melissa and Benson away, then return to Blackthorn Security Company and join the battle!
"Melissa, Benson, come with me."
She took Melissa's hand and spoke at the same time to Benson, who was attentively listening to the speech nearby.
The two of them turned puzzled