After muttering a few words, Cyril took out the Painting Scroll containing the Painting World that he had prepared in advance and laid it facedown over the deep-black coffin.
A few faint blue ripples spread through the air, and then the coffin Amon had left behind quietly disappeared.
Watching this from Above the Gray Fog, Klein's mouth twitched. For a moment, he didn't know whether to mock Cyril for being so thrifty or praise the Painting Scroll's miraculous effect.
Cyril suddenly said, "Give me another Angel's protection."
A few breaths later, the tall Angel with twelve pairs of black wings appeared before him again. The black wings behind him wrapped around him layer by layer, shielding him.
After receiving the protection of the Paper Angel Klein had tossed down, Cyril crouched and lifted the Black Curtain covering the Ghost Portrait Frame.
The dark, somber castle inside the Ghost Portrait Frame lit up once more. But this time, there were no shadowy figures reflected in the windows. Only Steve's voice rang out from behind the Painting Scroll:
"Great Master, I have conquered all the ghosts and Spirit Bodies inside this frame for you."
"Thanks to my efforts to win them over, they are willing to wholeheartedly believe in and follow you."
"Unfortunately, the frame itself has no living consciousness, so it cannot become the second servant to serve you, my great master."
Cyril: ...
So he'd completely emptied out the Ghost Portrait Frame.
Klein: ...
For a Mystical Item, you sure are hardworking.
Klein suddenly thought of the mirror named Arrodes. He couldn't help feeling that the two of them were similar in certain ways.
...Perhaps that was a quality shared by living Mystical Items.
While his thoughts wandered, Cyril had already reached out and pressed his hand against the image