"Detective, well done. That Silver Moon Slash you used just now was almost more powerful than my Sunlight Gun. A Sage Level Relic truly is extraordinary."
After confirming that their opponent was dead, Miss Bayes praised him between breaths. She took a small bottle of holy water from her pocket and drank a sip. She had used several Thaumaturgies in succession just now, and the expenditure had been considerable.
Shade lowered his head to look at the necklace around his neck, then at the corpse of the Fifth-Ring Arcanist. If their opponent had not chosen to transform into ghostly mist, the three of them could not have won so thoroughly.
"Even among Sage Level Relics, this necklace the Detective borrowed from some lady is quite formidable, oh~"
Miss Annette groaned as she clutched her chest in pain, then sat down on the stairs. Victory had not come without a price. She was injured.
Neither Shade nor Miss Bayes checked on Miss Annette. The former quickly walked to the stairs to listen for footsteps outside, while the latter warily watched the basement where sheets of paper fluttered through the air, guarding against the appearance of a second Ring Arcanist.
"No problem."
Only after the silence had lasted quite some time did Shade speak softly.
"No problems here either. The battle ended quickly."
Miss Bayes said. They were both decisive and dependable people, and Shade greatly appreciated girls like that.
The young Sorceress continued scanning her surroundings vigilantly, while Shade took a small bottle of water from his pocket and walked over to Miss Annette.
"Drink some, but not too much, or you'll burp. If the external wounds are serious, pour it over the injured area."
Blasphemous silver spirit light flickered across the water's surface. After Miss Annette took it, Shade conscientiously