The black Witch slowly approached, controlling a flock of robins as she gradually forced the intruder into a corner. The tension had reached its peak, and a fight could break out at any moment.
"Um, if I remembered correctly, the Rules for concealing mystery were changed. Magi can't kill ordinary people caught up in this, right?"
However, his cautiously raised half-arm and low voice shattered the oppressive killing intent that had built up in the air.
Samael looked at the black Witch, who had stopped where she stood. His taut muscles relaxed slightly, and a pleased smile curled his lips. He was quite certain of himself.
For magi to kill witnesses in order to conceal mystery had originally been an extreme product of the two witch hunts, a means of self-preservation to avoid being identified and burned by the masses. It had belonged to an extreme era.
As society developed, the environment in which magi and the mystery system survived was no longer so harsh. The old Rules were never meant to remain applicable forever.
From Samael's personal perspective, he did not approve of slaughtering every witness simply to conceal mystery.
Therefore, during that chaotic battle between the Church, the Council, and the Association more than six hundred years ago, he had discussed the matter over tea with Jewel Old Man Zelretch.
Under the Ancient Serpent's forceful push, the Rules for concealing mystery had long since been revised, and the bloody methods had been removed.
In a sense, all these positive changes were thanks to him.
"That is indeed the case."
Sure enough, Kuonji Alice thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.
See? I told you!
However, before Samael could celebrate for long, Kuonji Alice slightly raised her right hand. A ghostly blue sphere of light gathered within it as