Theus was stunned when he heard. He went to the cathedral courtyard and was shocked to find that Monica really was hanging up there, right beside Chloe. The two were chatting, and seemed to be having quite a good time.
Theus covered his face.
"Monica, what are you doing!? Get down, now! The prince will be here in a couple of days. If he sees you like that, no matter how I explain that Castel doesn't practice live sacrifice, he won't believe me."
At the top of the cathedral stood a monument. Chloe usually hung there, monopolizing the center spot. Now, she had shifted to the side to make room for Monica. The two hung shoulder to shoulder, like twin suns suspended in the sky.
Come to think of it, the monument combined with Monica's bound appearance really did have something of a religious feel to it—if the ropes were replaced with nails.
Oh, that would take six nails.
"Monica, as long as you come down now, no matter what you did, you'll be forgiven."
"Really?"
"Of course. Come down."
Theus returned to his office amid Monica's screams.
The Banshees were actually quite good, aside from being far too skilled at pulling stunts.
Moth Chasing Flame, on the other hand, blew up the testing grounds every other day.
That wasn't an exaggeration. They had genuinely blown up an entire testing ground before.
The [Nymph] Transcendence pathway was originally skilled in concealment and could use abilities such as clones to deceive enemies. There was nothing strange about that.
But recently, they had developed a new use for this ability.
Since they were called clones, they were naturally different from the original body. No matter what kind of damage they suffered, it would not endanger the user.
Thus, the members of Moth