"Is there something wrong with that dragon, Teacher?" Carpenter asked in surprise. "Even if it wasn't his reverse scale, the arrow still went right through him!
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"Teacher, who fired that arrow?" Russell asked at the same time, more concerned about the hidden enemy.
Hilbert raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Such textbook angelic rapid fire... It looks like Asmodeus sent his own subordinates to monitor the situation after all."
"Angelic?" The two children, whose understanding of devils was limited to some written material Hill had given them, exchanged bewildered looks.
"The Fallen King of the Combat Angels and his eternally loyal angelic legion." Hilbert chuckled softly. "Although they eventually became true devils, their most fundamental traits never changed."
Then he glanced at Russell and Carpenter. "At this stage, there's no longer any need to keep certain knowledge about other worlds secret from you.
"I didn't tell you before because I was worried you might accidentally show an expression you shouldn't in front of people like Rosero and Aislin.
"But now... This world has gone from being dominated by a single power to complete chaos. Nobody will care about your oddities anymore."
Hilbert couldn't help laughing. "And they'll care even less about mine."
Just as when Aislin and Rosero had discussed him earlier, why had Rosero spoken so cautiously, while Aislin adamantly denied it...? Clearly, if Hilbert really wasn't Gilbert, that would prove the River Styx had been there all along—it simply didn't trust them.
Whatever choices the Black Mystery Tower had made internally, throughout its long history, it had always been valued by the River Styx... As Rute's devoted follower, Aislin would never allow anything that might make Sia Tower or outside powers suspicious of him.
And with the Black Mystery Tower's Tower Spirit clearly treating Hilbert as