Though Miss Sylvia said she would "fly" Shade to the rooftop, she actually took his hand and jumped straight out the window. Just as Shade felt gravity pulling him downward, it was as though someone had grabbed his hair and yanked him directly upward.
The instant weightlessness and disorienting inability to tell which way gravity pulled nearly made Shade lose his footing when he landed a second later. Fortunately, the Great Witch beside him caught him in time.
Because the rooftop of a noble manor sometimes had to serve practical purposes, it was practically a vast open-air terrace.
The Three Moons hung high overhead. Clouds had drifted in from somewhere, obscuring more than half the stars, while the slightly chilly wind of early winter swept over them, making people shiver.
There were no Gas Lamps on the manor roof, but under the light of the Three Moons, the battle here had already begun.
Princess Margaret was indeed here, but she appeared to have been frightened pale. She stood there helplessly, clutching her skirt.
There were actually six people fighting. On one side were Mr. Bernhardt and the exceptionally burly Viscount Lamadi. The two Bloodkin nobles transformed into swarms of blood-red bats beneath the moonlight, while their companion was surprisingly the middle-aged priest from the Peace Church who had warmly shaken hands with Mr. Bernhardt at the banquet.
With a stern expression, he stood guard before Princess Margaret. The Core Ling Rune, White Dove, on the Destiny Ring behind the Eighth Ring Arcanist shone with spiritual light. Countless white doves continuously flew from the center of the rotating Destiny Ring, then silently exploded in midair. Each explosion was no less powerful than a full Steam Cannon blast.
"A priest of the Peace Church summons doves representing peace and uses them as