Ⅰ
Silently, mist spread.
Restless souls bore broken blades, their soul flames flickering.
Malinda poured all her excess "Voodoo power" into her "Army of the Dead," and almost immediately, the army revealed its true form.
It blanketed the world!
It stretched on without end!
Though it could only last a moment...
That was enough!
At least, when Yekaterina saw this Army of the Dead surrounding all of West Berlin Castle, she understood what choice she had to make.
Fight them head-on?
Absolutely not.
If the lady had entertained even the slightest thought of doing so before, she now abandoned it completely.
She wanted to stir her subordinates' fighting spirit, not march them to their deaths.
And when rousing their fighting spirit still could not avert death...
Then it was time to compromise.
"I apologize for what I said earlier.
I truly misjudged your fiancée's strength.
Miss Caesar certainly deserves the title 'Lady of the Long Night.'"
Yekaterina spoke sincerely.
Everyone could see the genuine apology on her face.
It felt heartfelt.
Arthur saw it too.
He saw the feeling of meeting a kindred spirit.
Immediately, the young Medium smiled.
He liked talking to clever people, and liked working with them even more, not merely because it spared him unnecessary trouble, but because it could bring unexpected gains.
Such as right now-
"I hope the Lady of the Long Night's hunt yields results.
As for the mastermind...
What do you think, Lord Credos?"
Yekaterina asked.
"They're very powerful, both in personal strength and in the forces at their disposal.
And extremely cunning!
We need more people if we're to keep them in check."
The young Medium was perfectly frank.
Yekaterina gave a slight nod at his candor.
The people around them, including Yekaterina's three personal maids, were rather confused. They had