Shade crouched beside Miss Louisa, panting. After waiting a while, he finally withdrew his trembling hand. Without tending to the scratches on his wrist, he treated the water in his little bottle with Satiety Feast, poured four-fifths of it over Miss Louisa's face, then helped her up and fed her the rest.
The weakened young woman slowly drank the water shimmering with strange silver spiritual light. Her lips were slightly cracked, but her mind was completely clear.
"It feels like I suddenly woke up from a brief nightmare, Detective. Is my face terrifying?"
Her voice was unusually hoarse, and her emerald-green eyes revealed utter exhaustion.
"It's all right now. You have to trust my Thaumaturgy."
Shade comforted her softly, uneasily looking around. Something was wrong with this place.
Helping Miss Louisa to her feet, the blonde young lady reached into her pocket and pulled out the little mirror she carried while taking deep breaths. Only after confirming that her face still looked the same did she nearly burst into tears.
When Miss Louisa had peered through the crack in the Deis Family's door to observe the first person, the whispers had already repeated the appearance of Whisper and Blasphemy Elements in Shade's ear. At the time, he had thought Miss Louisa had noticed it too and wanted to fool whatever was inside the house. But when the second and third people appeared one after another before the crack in the door, he became completely certain that Miss Louisa had been affected. Miss Louisa was no longer Miss Louisa.
Neither of them had expected the Drowned One Scales to have gone out of control without being contained. Unlike the fortunate Professor Manning, something terrible had happened in this alley.
Since he did not know what was inside the house, Shade had