Inside the mansion.
Elliot had not intervened lately, only silently watching every choice the girl made.
Once the [Funeral] event ended, the entire Difference Engine suddenly burst into a hum, and its surface changed once again.
Several new card slots rose up, and Brass Dial kept spinning until it finally formed a line of text:
[People gathered around me, listening to my words and obeying my will. I saw the longing in their eyes.]
[It was time to establish a cult.]
An entire row of newly raised card slots lay on the surface: [Hideout], [Cult Leader], [Followers], and [Secret Discussion].
"Finally!" Elliot was rather excited.
All this time, he had been wondering just how to make use of this system.
He could help an ordinary girl become the infamous "Mad Caregiver," but then what?
Guide her into contact with the supernatural, have her become a powerful supernatural being, then rescue him?
That could work, but it felt rather like a hero fighting monsters and leveling up to rescue a princess-he was the princess.
But if he could establish a cult, that would be an entirely different matter.
As a young nobleman, Elliot could directly contact many secret societies, making it easy to obtain information or resources.
To name just one, Flora, to whom he had now sent an invitation, was Miss Elegy, the leader of the Mourning Poetry Society.
It might be difficult for the girl to establish contact with her alone, but approaching her in the name of a secret society would make things much simpler.
Moreover, Elliot would probably have many enemies in the future. On her own, the girl would at most be a formidable fighter, and the help she could provide would ultimately be limited.
But a secret society...
His gaze shifted to the other people's