"Manager Saiga, it's, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Bethel's smile was somewhat forced.
Although he had gotten his wish of speaking with this manager and even meeting him in person, Bethel found that he was not as happy as he had expected to be—at least, not nearly as happy as he had imagined.
Originally, he had hoped to make contact with the Café's other managers in order to build connections, giving himself an extra layer of assurance and a little more sense of security when facing situations dangerous even to a Sequence Zero.
But now, it seemed that Manager Saiga's presence was instead giving him an even stronger sense of unease...
"You don't need to concern yourself too much with Baudelaire's affairs. Just treat him as though he's still alive."
Saiga sighed. A guy with such a one-track mind and such a bad temper—it was no wonder he had been the first to die in the subsequent divine war.
While Saiga checked some details with Bethel to ensure that the time won by the main body's slumber would not go to waste, Rejedo arrived outside Baudelaire's Divine Kingdom.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Should I say it really is killing intent? Its methods are far more decisive than those of us avatars who pursue visual effects and gameplay."
Rejedo reached out and gripped the golden spear, which immediately began to tremble violently.
Rejedo paid no mind to the split web of his hand. Blackish-red tainted blood continuously spread from his palm, completely enveloping the spear before finally suppressing it after some time.
Crack—
With a sound like a mirror shattering, the broken spear dissipated like smoke and dust. Yet the tainted blood wrapped around it neither vanished with it nor returned to Rejedo's palm, instead sinking into Baudelaire's corpse.
Once every