An interception in the Mirror World

In the deep gloom of the Mirror World, Angel followed the tunnels she had gradually grown familiar with over the past few days, heading back to her temporary lodgings in the Honest People Market District.

Normally, she would rather waste some time and Verl D'Or taking a hired carriage home at a leisurely pace, barely faster than the turtles people walked in Trier. But just now, in Sevillea's villa, she had sensed something amiss.

Part of it came from a warning from her spirituality, but more importantly, it was the message concealed in the words of Sevillea, a Demoness of Pleasure from the Demoness Sect: Behind me is a High Sequence Witch who can pass along information at any moment.

If she can send information, can she receive it too? Can she sense what's happening around Sevillea at any time?

Angel did not know why her former superior was secretly warning her. More than half a year had passed without any improvement in the woman's strength, and she had even fallen from a baronet's wife to the wife of an impoverished noble descendant. Nevertheless, Angel decisively ended the conversation and left through the Mirror World.

Could she actually have been bluffing, trying to scare me away so that I, a "Demoness of an Orthodox Church," wouldn't arrest her for her involvement in the Backlund Great Smog Incident and take her back to report?

As she traveled through the web-like tunnels, the thought involuntarily surfaced in Angel's mind.

Had her spirituality not stopped her, she would have wanted to turn around and return to Sevillea's house, catching her off guard to see whether she really had a backup plan.

But when she spotted the faintly glowing exit of a Mirror Tunnel nearby, Angel inwardly laughed at her own indecision and slipped