Grim Reaper Herpo leaned on his cane, tapping it against the ground for a while with a thud, thud, thud. Both hands resting on the cane, he watched Luna and Allen's interaction suspiciously, even lifting his head to glance at the Female Ghost in the sky. Unable to make sense of it, he kept coordinating with prophetic divination in his mind, yet failed to detect anything useful.
The Grim Reaper could sense that there was a conspiracy aimed at him. That was why he had come to trouble Ravenclaw and Allen, and why he had tried to engage in a battle of words without taking risks. But as for what exactly it was, he had no way of knowing. Just as Luna could not detect him, he now could not detect Luna, who was a True God—and although Allen beside her was a mortal, even now, his so-called plan seemed to have gone no further than luring him out.
At that moment, up in the sky, inside the prison formed by the force-field shield, Helena had both hands pressed against the barrier. She could hear everything on the ground clearly. After being inexplicably and suddenly sent into the sky by her mother, the conversation below only made the bad feeling in her heart grow stronger. That anxiety and worry beat against her heart like a rising tide, but this prison and shield designed for ghosts left her completely helpless. Even if she turned incorporeal again, she would be blocked by the force field, and her attempt to use her unique teleportation ability was also restricted by the wards inside.
"I am very sorry, Lady Ravenclaw, but please forgive me for being unable to agree to your request... Yes, my original main goal was only to make sure you were no