"Senpai, just now... what did your father say?"
Mashu saw that Ritsuka still looked dazed. After hesitating, she asked softly.
Although it was rude to ask about a private conversation between a father and daughter, Mashu was worried about Ritsuka's condition.
"Ahaha... It was nothing. Nothing serious."
Ritsuka imitated Roman, rubbing her head and laughing foolishly twice. Only when Mashu wasn't looking did worry surface on her face.
The Day of the Divine Child's Suffering. Just hearing that sounded ominous.
But from such a simple sentence, Ritsuka couldn't guess anything.
She shook her head, then she and Mashu turned their burning gazes toward Roman again, their expressions waiting for an explanation.
Roman also gave an awkward laugh. "...I'll explain everything about me and Solomon in detail later. For now, we'd better leave this place."
As he spoke, Roman looked toward the Temple of Time.
This was one of his Noble Phantasms. After his power returned and Goetia vanished, Roman naturally possessed it once more and could control everything within the temple.
However, Roman's expression was still strange. Goetia had tampered with the Temple of Time, taking his corpse as material to fill the temple.
Although the Temple of Time had gained even more incredible mysteries because of that, the thought that he was now manipulating what had once been his corpse still made Roman feel uncomfortable.
Roman didn't dwell on it. He casually raised his right hand. He had now become the King of Magic once more, powerful enough to make every magus kneel.
Although his Spiritual Foundation was relatively ordinary and temporarily unable to reach the Grand rank, that was only because the water in his bucket was still too scarce.
Roman was actually accustomed to using his left hand for magecraft. His strongest—and weakest—Noble Phantasm was the ring