It was a deep and dark night.

'I'm not some kind of circus monkey...'

Lanella nervously bit her nails.

She was being moved from Caronda to the capital, and people kept watching with curious eyes.

Many of them threw stones or eggs.

'You dragged us across the continent to the capital.'

Even as she was getting moved, she kept having bad thoughts.

However, she was unable to give up hope that Carlon would save her. Apparently, the Imperial Knights were under his control, so among the knights with her, there must be a close aide.

Of course, her move didn't seem to be easy because of Nick, who was in charge of this convoy.

This was way too cruel for Lanella and Rayburn.

As she waited while being criticized by people for a long time like this, it really felt like her hair was going to fall out.

No matter how much she thought about it, it seemed that this was Annabelle's plan, because the look in her eyes as she looked at Lanella was full of contempt and anger.

'But Marilyn and Oscar, how cruel they were to me!'

She was locked up and only thought about the things of the past.

'Knowing that I liked Oscar... You came to our hospital to have a baby?'

And it was her child who made Lanella this way.

She set fire to the farm all over the place, and she resembled Marilyn, so she was really ignorant and vicious. At that time, even the deer, the origin of black magic, seemed to have been swept away and died.

When Lanella thought of the time when she came to the prison and insulted her, she gritted her teeth.

~*~

"Hey, wake up."

Lanella, who was recalling her past, dozed off. At some point, the movement speed increased, and she was exhausted.

"...Yes?"

"Come closer. Your master sent me."

Lanella's eyes lit up at the words behind it. Carlon came to mind.

Indeed, the man outside the grate was wearing the uniform of the Imperial Knights.

"I knew it!"

Lanella exclaimed in her ecstasy.

"I think he is finally trying to save us!"

It was time for her to come close.

The knight, who summoned her, drew his sword terrifyingly at her. And the sword mercilessly headed towards her neck.

"Hey, what is this...!"

Lanella trembled at the feel of death that rushed over to her, and she slumped down.

But she didn't die.

Instead, she heard a familiar voice.

"Prince Robert has clearly ordered them to be captured alive..."

Nick appeared from behind the Imperial Knight and put pressure on him.

"I guess you're in the same league with them, aren't you?"

Nick grabbed the knight at once.

"Why are you afraid that they will go to the capital and tell the truth?"

Lanella quickly deduced everything from Nick's words. So, the knight was sent by Carlon.

It was just that he had come to kill her. Carlon was afraid that she would testify against him by any chance.

"You are just like the criminals on the move."

Nick said, looking triumphantly at Lanella.

"Did you leave your life to such a person and do such a big thing?"

Nick, who was in charge of escorting them, had been hiding for a long time, even with leaves attached to his hair.

As if he knew this was going to happen.

"Annabelle was right. She was sure if we moved a little faster, you would've been killed by the escort."

And on Nick's shoulder sat one of Robert's pigeons.

"I can prove that the influence behind the Imperial Knights was in effect."

~*~

It was the night when Lanella was nearly killed by the people of Carlon, and the Emperor and Braden wagered a bet.

Something was happening in a back alley in the capital.

Aaron was lying around in the warehouse, his arms and legs tied.

"If you scream, you'll get hit, so shut up."

"I didn't mean to scream from the beginning. My vocal cords are precious. But why did you kidnap me?"

"I'm not going to answer you anyway, so if your vocal cords are important, don't ask unnecessary questions."

"It doesn't hurt my vocal cords by asking such a question. It looks like you've only been interested in muscles until now. In the future, let's pay attention to our bodies evenly."

Aaron, who was constantly chattering, showed no sign of nervousness at all. The more Lagian talked with Aaron, the more angry he became.

"Excuse me."

No matter how much he ignored him, Aaron did not stop running his mouth.

"I have a question for you."

Aaron never got tired, staring at Lagian and talking to him constantly.

"Didn't I tell you? It's no use asking me anything..."

Of course, Aaron, who knew the reason for the kidnapping and who was behind it, immediately stopped talking to Lagian and spat out nonsensical words.

"You, do you cry even if something really sad happens?"

"What do you mean?"

Lagian was taken aback by Aaron's absurd remarks and had to respond.

"If you're asking if someone like me is cruel without blood or tears..."

"No, I have no particular interest in your cruelty."

Aaron said, rolling his blue eyes.

"I was wondering if the legend that people like you don't cry because they are afraid of losing muscle is true..."

"This bastard...!"

"Oh, are you mad at me for not being interested?"

Lagian moved his hand up, and Aaron smirked with a sensible look on his tongue and spoke quickly.

"I'm sorry, but I have a lover... I hope you understand, even if you don't get any attention."

Lagian forcibly put up with the word 'lover' and lowered his fist.

"Perhaps if you check, you will accept the reason for my indifference. I look different from you in many ways. Well, I'm glad."

The Rainfield siblings sure had their own flair of character.

Lagian really wanted to slap him, but he barely resisted it.

According to Bellinock, Cessianne had a rather determined personality.

As soon as she was captured, she might not have said she would come if she saw her lover in mourning.

Therefore, when Bellinock brought Cessianne in, he had to be beaten in front of her. She could not stand to see the appearance of her lover, who had been in good shape, getting worse and worse.

The goal was to make her think, 'if only I had opened my mouth at once, Aaron would have been fine'.

"Well, it's not your fault. I do know."

But when Aaron talked like that, it was really hard for him to bear.

"But is it okay if you don't sleep this late? What if you lose muscle tomorrow?"

When he first abducted Aaron, he did not know that it would be more difficult to endure his chatter than the actual abduction.

After Carlon left, Belinock wrote a simple letter in imitation of Cessianne's handwriting. It was about a meeting this evening in a sparsely populated warehouse.

As expected, Aaron showed up leisurely at the meeting place. Lagian easily subdued him, bound his hands and feet, and took him away.

"...Aaron?"

Not long after, Cessianne was dragged into the warehouse.

It was Bellinock, who wore a hood, dragged her in.

Bellinok could not be said to have a good physique, but he was still able to bring her.

"Sir, what the hell is this?"

Cessianne didn't seem at all intimidated.

"You told me to go to a poor young believer who needed my power. I was just and good, so I had no choice but to obey!"

She pointed to Aaron and spoke again and again.

"Then why is my precious lover tied up there like a hostage? Now, do you think this is something the High Priest, who is supposed to protect love and justice, can do?"

Bellinock shook his head and said to Lagian, who had an absurd expression on his face.

"A kid like this, don't worry about it."

"Right."

Lagian thought to himself that Aaron and Cessianne were a really good couple. They will all die together tonight, side by side.

"Cessianne."

Bellinock said, throwing her to the floor.

"I am the one who needs your power."

"Oh my God, you have no conscience!"

Cessianne exclaimed in a hoarse voice.

"How can you say such remarks!"

"In the future, you will transfer your divine power to me..."

Bellinock ignored Cessianne's words and lifted her head.

"If you don't agree, your lover will not be safe."

She held her breath for a moment, and then she looked at Aaron and said bitterly.

"Aaron, thank you so much and I will never forget your sacrifice..."

"What are you talking about, Cessianne? I have no intention of sacrificing."

Aaron shook his head vigorously and said.

"But I will agree with you. I think this muscle man is going to break my mouth first."

Bellinock predicted that Cessianne would most likely burn with her sense of needless justice and sacrifice her lover.

But Aaron also said that because his mouth is alive and she is timid, he will somehow convince Cessianne.

The prediction came true, and in the end, Cessianne agreed to hand over her powers to Belinock.

"Instead... You must not touch Aaron's body."

From then on, things went smoothly.

The procedure that Lagian was not aware of continued for quite some time. A pattern was drawn on the floor and the two were in prayers.

Before long, something blue began to flow slowly from Cessianne to Bellinock.

"Woah."

Aaron exclaimed while tied up.

"To think I will be able to see divine power moving in front of my eyes... The horizons of life are expanding once again."

To be honest, Lagian also swallowed dry saliva.

Cessianne, who was quietly transferring her divine powers, opened her eyes.

"Sir!"

Then she yelled at him again.

"Now... What are you trying to do with my power? Are you going to give it to the devil?"

It seemed that thoughts and feelings had begun to be shared. Bellinock said bluntly.

"It's your power. It has been transferred to me, so it is my divine power."

She was inquiring about the origin of the third black magic by dedicating the divine power he had received from her to the devil.

This was because the transferred power had to be used immediately.

"Even if I fall into the fire of hell...so just shut up."

Then, even Bellinock's eyes grew big.

"Hey, this is..."

Now, even Cessianne's thoughts began to seep into Bellinock.

Bellinock got up hastily and looked around him. Cessianne then yelled.

"Now, Annabelle!"

The blue light that had been connected had completely disappeared. Cessianne had cut the connection.

And the door of the secluded warehouse banged open.

With the moonlight on her back, Annabelle was smiling.

"Hi."