Aleister narrowed his eyes slightly as he watched the communicator crackle incessantly after the connection cut out.
The magical power throughout his body seemed to have broken some seal. It twisted and rose through the culture fluid sustaining his life, sending out rings of ripples as it clamored wildly in the air.
Behind him, a flame-like radiance swelled unchecked, growing taller and larger in response to his power.
"You, whose magical name is Beast 666, couldn't restrain yourself when you saw the real Beast of Revelation?"
The radiant Aiwass chuckled, swallowing that scarlet light and shadow.
"After all, I am still human, at least."
Aleister did not dispute his guardian angel's teasing.
For anyone could hear the emotions surging through that unchanging voice, which belonged to a man and a woman, a saint and a sinner alike.
"If I remained completely unmoved when facing such primordial karmic sin, it would instead mean I had strayed from my original intentions."
For Aleister, who had rejected the possibility of becoming a Demon God and plotted everything as a human, hatred and pain were the driving forces that spurred him on.
Aleister's expression remained calm, his gaze gradually deepening like a profound lake.
"What concerns me is that Supreme Pontiff's reaction. As the leader of the Puritan Church, her response upon realizing Roland's true identity was rather subtle."
Aleister had anticipated that information about Roland would gradually leak out.
That was why he had also given Roland Aiwass's codename, "Dragon," to confuse outsiders.
It was not that he could not stop Laura's Magic Formula for gathering intelligence through Index Librorum Prohibitorum. But even at the Blue Dream Company's heavily defended headquarters, Roland had not imposed an information blackout.
With their noninterference alliance, Aleister naturally could not act on his own initiative either. However,