"It was most likely demon worshippers. I think we should be able to investigate what that demon has been doing lately through these people."
Shade said, looking at his still red, swollen, ulcerated right arm. The traces of Ashes infection on it had lessened considerably.
But there was nothing in the Desolate Village, and the people who had arrived here via the dock had left behind no clues either. There was no point in temporarily reentering the relic incident, so their only remaining lead was the old woman they had brought out of the Desolate Village.
"I was still too reckless to ignite the flames directly just now. This really isn't something we can handle at present. Flora, can you make her talk? This is your specialty."
Shade asked the Great Witch of Death:
"Use Wall of Sighs again. That Thaumaturgy of yours is just too useful."
But the witch shook her head with some difficulty.
"Sorry, you think that Thaumaturgy is too omnipotent. The condition of the soul we brought out is very complicated. I'm worried that if we try to interfere with it using outside force, the other parts of that demon will notice that we're investigating it."
Flora thought for a moment.
"Didn't you say that you could open a passage to True Death? No matter how powerful that demon is, it cannot extend its power there. The 'finish line' is one of the foundations of our world. Exile this soul into true death. Once she regains consciousness beneath the Underworld Moon, we can try asking her questions again."
That was indeed a good idea. Besides, based on Shade's previous experiences, it seemed that all souls entering death returned to normal upon setting foot on those waters.
He raised his hand to open the passage, but only