Echo Library, first floor, border zone.
"It didn't matter."
Rabbit Girl murmured those words under her breath.
That was Angel's answer when she had previously asked him, "Did the death of the Lord of No Flame have anything to do with you?"
With a single "It didn't matter," he had brushed it aside lightly and moved on to the next topic.
In the team chat channel, no one else paid it any mind. It was as though the subject had simply been turned over and left behind.
But Rabbit Girl was different. She actually cared quite a lot about the answer to that question.
After all, the Lord of No Flame was the only Demon God to have fallen in the past few decades. Although all signs indicated that He had not truly been utterly destroyed—there were likely still embers remaining among His true name, true spirit, and true body—the essence of His fall would not change. Even if He could "revive," it would be almost impossible for Him to return to His former rank anytime soon.
Such a momentous event had once drawn the attention of her original body.
Naturally, she would not gloss over it.
—It didn't matter.
Angel's answer was rather subtle.
If anyone else had answered that way, she might have thought they were being deliberately evasive, or trying to make people assume there was some sort of connection.
But Rabbit Girl knew Angel. He was not the sort of person who put on airs through ambiguous words.
Most of the time, he was quite frank.
She also believed that Angel had been frank just now. He had not said "It had nothing to do with me." Given his personality, that meant it was related.
His "It didn't matter" was actually a way of avoiding a