The mess Cain had left behind was simply too huge. Making amends now was no easy task.
But since Little Cain was willing to shoulder the responsibility, at least things were improving.
—Though strictly speaking, it was not really her responsibility.
The "Little Cain" of today was, in a sense, Lucia, who had gained part of the Blood Angel's memories. No one else understood it, but Iver understood it all too well... Wasn't this state exactly the same as Iver's on the day he summoned the Shadow Demon?
In both cases, their own memories and emotions remained intact, while they gained fragments of a "Divine One's" incomplete memories; in both cases, they regarded those fragmented memories as part of themselves, treated them as their "Previous Life," and were willing to bear the consequences and responsibility.
That was why Iver had repeatedly asked Lucia, "Just how many memories do you have left?" He was actually confirming Lucia's own wishes and resolve.
No one could understand Lucia's current situation better than Iver—becoming a pawn of the Ring Angel and cleaning up after the Blood Angel were both miserable jobs, in essence. And once she put on the crown of the Mist Monster King, taking it off would be difficult.
That was precisely why Iver intended to help her.
After Iver returned to his residence and told Sherlock and Isabel about the matter, both of them fell into thought.
"...It is a solution, at least."
Sherlock thought for a moment, rubbed his chin, and said with a slight frown, "But I feel this isn't the best solution."
"Mist Demons and the Children of the Moon are different."
Iver shook his head slightly. "The biggest difference is that Mist Demons can live only among other Mist Demons, whereas the Children of the Moon cannot.