—The message conveyed by the Black Crown.
It was not just the frenzied sword shadows.
There was also...
"Let me show you what true evil looks like."
The heavily armored Dragon Aberration chuckled at the white-haired girl slung over its shoulder.
That girl was extraordinarily beautiful.
Her white hair was like snow, yet she wore young master's attire, looking brimming with heroic spirit.
She looked a little like a grown-up version of Auntie?
No...
That was not right. In her memories, there was someone who resembled her even more than Kiana did...
It seemed...
...Berserker's Master... looked a little like Father?!!
Her catlike eyes widened to their limit.
"Why does the suspected Berserker's Master... look so much like my dad?"
An inexplicable panic.
Exploded in the cat's heart, making her swiftly turn to her elder brother for an answer.
Only to meet his almost bizarre gaze.
"Don't you look rather alike when you stand next to Siegfried too?"
"This is the Kaslana family. Isn't it perfectly normal for someone who looks like your dad to show up?"
"Has your brain short-circuited?"
Durandal: "..."
By ordinary logic.
That was indeed how she ought to see it.
But for some reason, she had been constantly flustered lately.
Perhaps...
The recent events had been too complicated, leaving her nerves too strained?
She vigorously shook her head.
Her elder brother beside her also raised a hand and scratched his chin.
She did seem to feel a little more relaxed.
She slowly let out a breath.
"You seem a little too tense. How about I find you some hot water so you can take a bath?"
Her elder brother suggested.
"That would mean we couldn't learn about Godfather and the others' situation immediately."
Durandal shook her Cat Goddess head as she spoke.
"Let's wait until