Kurumi Tokisaki felt like laughing.
She had been constantly rushing about and working hard just to return to the point in time thirty years ago when the Origin Spirit was born.
Yet as time passed, the price required and the power she had to expend only continued to increase.
It was like a bottomless pit.
There was no hope in sight!
That was easier said than done.
To kill Westcott and the others, she had to travel to a point in time even earlier than thirty-odd years ago, before the Origin Spirit was born.
Could she do it?
Could it really be easier than killing the Origin Spirit?
Every step further back in time made the price increase geometrically.
Time was not something that could be toyed with so easily.
At the very least.
Kurumi Tokisaki truly could not see even the slightest possibility.
Both sides were the same.
Neither was going to work.
What could she do?
"Goodness~ This really is an interesting plot, just like a comic~"
"If only it hadn't happened to me~"
"..."
Over in Europe.
Nio Hashigo found a place that was at least passable.
She sat down.
Holding her Angel, she watched the live broadcast from here.
She sighed leisurely.
With a heart as broad as hers.
She did not bear much resentment toward the Origin Spirit.
Even the Spirit's power was merely convenient and useful to her, nothing more.
She was not particularly insistent on anything.
Meanwhile, aboard Fraxinus.
Five Rivers Kotori muttered, "What an idiot."
Just moments ago, after coming to her senses, she had finally realized it. The Origin Spirit was Muramasa Reion, wasn't she?
The similar face, the similar feeling...
Fortunately, the worst had already been stopped by Grey Xiu.
They would not become enemies.
Otherwise...
She would not have