The last time she had forcibly divined the True Creator in order to find Lanevus's whereabouts, Angel had nearly lost her life. If not for the Hidden Holy Emblem's protection, she would probably have become an unrecognizable corpse in the East Borough sewers.
And this time, merely seeing a Sapphire Ring had once again filled her with the same fear she felt when facing the aura of an evil god.
So Trissy had not been affected by 0-08 at all, but had been plotted against by the Demoness Sect and had absorbed the aura of some evil god into her body, like Lanevus, like... Megose? Then could the thing within her be the aura of the Primordial Demoness worshipped by the Demoness Sect?
Or perhaps it was both. Ince Zangwill, who had cooperated with the Demoness Sect, had used 0-08 to orchestrate this, while Trissy's abnormality served as another layer of insurance.
Angel did not dare think too deeply about it, nor did she have the leisure to continue. On the other side of the mirror, Trissy was looking over expectantly, a faint smile on her face—tragically beautiful and pitiful.
No, that was merely the Demoness of Pleasure's method...
Angel gathered her thoughts and shook her head firmly.
"I can't agree to that for now. Sevillea has treated me fairly well, and she has never delayed the rewards she promised. I have no reason to betray her."
It was not that she truly believed the Demoness Sect's middle-ranking members possessed much integrity. Compared to Trissy, who stood at the center of a mysterious vortex, she would rather deal with other Demonesses of Pleasure.
"Heh, betrayal... What betrayal is there between people brought together by profit and deception? Think it over carefully. Do you want to remain forever without prospects within