She clutched the edges of her apron with both hands, even her steps turning hesitant. She looked every bit an ordinary street girl who had been frightened.
Her face still looked exactly as it always had.
Even the frightened panic in her eyes looked utterly convincing at that moment.
She took small steps out of the shadows and into the light of the hall, perfectly matching the image of an ordinary girl terrified by the violent clash moments earlier.
"I... I'm here." Her voice trembled slightly.
"Oh, so you ran into the back, Syr, meow!"
Chloe breathed a sigh of relief.
Ryu Lion hurried over even faster, caught Syr by the wrist, and carefully looked her up and down. Only after confirming that she was unhurt did she relax.
"Sorry, Syr. I was too impulsive just now. I frightened you."
"It... it's all right, Ryu Lion. I'm fine."
Syr answered quietly, then looked over Ryu Lion's shoulder and cast a somewhat timid glance at Haimo, who stood in the middle of the hall.
Haimo remained where he was, his black eyes likewise calmly watching this girl who had emerged through the back door, with no intention of exposing her. After all...
In Haimo's sight, no illusion could hide.
Even simply standing there, his authority over the understanding of the essence of techniques allowed Haimo to catch the paths of magic flowing beneath the girl's surface the instant he saw her. It was magic that changed her appearance and aura.
The blue-gray-haired girl standing before Ryu Lion now, receiving her concerned attention, was not Freya.
Instead, she was someone using transformation magic-[Freya Familia], Level 2.
-Helen, "the Goddess's Attendant."
It was a perfect disguise. Haimo found it very interesting.
After all...
Helen's transformation magic was so exquisite that it could fool