"Since you've come, why be in such a hurry to leave?"
Heimdall looked at the dark figure disappearing rapidly at the alley entrance and shook his head gently.
He felt a long-lost itch in his heart.
This feeling...
Was like a hunter who had been dormant for a long time, finally catching an exciting scent of a wild beast during a dull patrol through the woods.
Although today...
Seeing the growth of Kirukiru Amou and the other children was certainly gratifying.
But...
As the deity who once made even the gods in the heavens take notice...
In Heimdall's bones...
There ultimately flowed a warlike instinct that could never be washed away.
Furthermore...
The fact that the opponent could evade Tsukiyo's ears meant their concealment skills were exceptionally high.
*Whoosh—*
Thinking of this, the silver spear in Heimdall's hand spun nimbly between his fingers.
The spear tip sliced through the air...
Letting out a low whine.
"I do feel a bit sorry for the dutiful Captain Shakti who just left."
"After all, Captain Shakti only just stepped away."
"However..."
"It's rare for someone to take the initiative to come to my door."
"If I just let them slip away like this..."
"I'm afraid I'll have insomnia tonight."
...
At the same time...
In a deep alleyway dozens of meters away.
*Tap, tap, tap—*
Urgent yet light footsteps sounded exceptionally clear in the silent night.
A petite figure was rapidly weaving through the intricate shadows of the buildings.
The person was wrapped in a deep green cloak, with a large hood covering most of their face, revealing only a sliver of pale skin.
It was precisely the elf who had used the excuse of taking out the trash earlier in the tavern and hadn't returned for a long time.
—Ryu Rion.
Except...
At this moment, she had long since lost the clumsiness of being a waitress at The Hostess of Fertility.
In its place...
Was a heart-palpitating sharpness.
She sped along the base of the walls.
Her breathing was deliberately suppressed to the limit, and every heartbeat seemed to blend into the surrounding shadows.
But...
She needed to be even faster.
"I've been discovered..."
Ryu bit her lip and glanced back at the pitch-black night behind her.
Although there was no one in sight...
But...
As a warrior who had once struggled through countless life-and-death situations...
That prickly sensation on her back hadn't diminished in the slightest.
On the contrary...
It was becoming stronger and stronger.
"How is it possible..."
While maintaining her high-speed movement, Ryu rapidly replayed the scenes from just now in her mind.
Because from the moment that Black-haired Deity stepped into the tavern...
Syr's reaction was wrong.
She had never seen such an expression on Syr's face.
Therefore...
In order to find out...
Exactly what the background of this suddenly appearing stranger deity was...
She originally only intended to observe from a distance, confirm his location, and then withdraw.
But she hadn't expected...
The perception of that Black-haired Deity was actually keen to such an extent.
Even from such a great distance.
He could still accurately lock onto her while she was hidden in the darkness.
"..."
Thinking of this, Ryu's heart sank.
Her mind was filled with disbelief.
After all.
As a former member of the Astrea Familia and now the wanted fugitive known as 'Gale' with a bounty from the Guild.
Over these years.
To avenge her tragically killed companions.
—To drag every last one of those damn Evilus remnants out of the gutters and execute them.
She had transformed into a vengeful ghost existing only for revenge; through countless walks on the edge of life and death, she had long ago honed her stealth techniques to a near-instinctive perfection.
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