Ian, who was standing still as Nainiae advised so that he could avoid the pouring magic, approached her and asked her when the atmosphere had calmed down quite a bit.
“This man seems to have been subjected to the same kind of ‘brainwashing’ as the ‘some children’ that Young Master had dealt with before.”
Looking at the man’s horn on his forehead, sharp fangs and nails, Nainiae added that it seemed certain, but Ian and Priesia tilted their heads as if they were not sure.
“Brainwash?”
“Should I call it brainwashing or an experiment… I don’t know for sure, but this man wouldn’t be the one who would have done this in the first place.”
“Then…”
Priesia muttered and Nainiae replied with a nod.
“Helena, it must be something she did.”
Looking back at the man who had done something he shouldn’t have done, Nainiae reached out toward his head and continued.
“The appearance and atmosphere of this man… was similar to what Young Master experienced, so I think I acted emotionally without realizing it.”
Nainiae reached out to find out about the man’s memories while recounting briefly what Riley had been through in his previous life.
“Something like that… happened, huh?”
“Disgusting, I also can understand why Young Master was angry.”
Angry that it was only the tip of the iceberg, Ian slammed his fist against a nearby wall in anger.
“That’s why this time she has to pay for her sins.”
With information about Helena from Lee Han-seong, a man in a suit who spoke to them in front of the memorial in the afternoon… Nainiae knew she was now enjoying living in clover.
“…undoubtedly.”
After doing such terrible things, not only was she living in the cheers of the people, but the fact that she’s still doing these terrible things… Nainiae’s fist clenched tightly.
“Tch.”
Nainiae clicked her tongue all of a sudden and put her other hand behind the blood-stained man’s head.
“I can’t. I can’t read him.”
Nainiae replied that she couldn’t read his memories, perhaps because of his unstable mind. She turned to Ian and Priesia to ask for their opinions.
“What should we do?”
Priesia, who was pensive for a while at Nainiae’s question, cautiously spoke out.
“Umm, Nainiae… that person named Helena… are you sure she’s a saintess?”
Nainiae nodded at Priesia’s question and looked at her as if asking why.
“Certainly, using power like divine power to heal or bless people… is she someone who uses that kind of power?”
When Priesia asked one after another, Nainiae recalled Helena’s image in Riley’s memories and answered with a feeling of ‘probably’.
“She’s certainly used powers like healing or blessings that add vitality to the body. Because Young Master had actually been healed by her.”
Nainiae’s expression darkened slightly as she recalled Riley, who was forced to fight thanks to her healing power, unable to rest even if he wanted to.
“By the way, why do you ask such a question?”
“In my case, after praying to Goddess Irenetsa, I healed people with the divine power I received from her… ”
Priesia held out her right hand, made light on her hand, and talked about how she used divine power. Then, she asked what she didn’t understand.
“There’s a god here too, right?”
“Yes?”
“Since the world we live in is different, of course, the people are also different and the gods we worship are different too… But somehow, I feel that there is no such god here at all. How did she get called ‘Saintess’ then?”
“…?”
At Priesia’s words, a question mark appeared on Nainiae’s face.
“…that can’t be, I’m sure there is.”
When she entered Riley’s dream, Nainiae clearly remembered the goddess of this place she met there.
The light, black butterfly.
Recalling the woman’s appearance who had the same appearance as her and the conversations she had with her, Nainiae shook her head and looked at Priesia.
“No, you don’t have to pay too much attention to it. Maybe it’s just my feeling… but because the gods they worship are different, I might not feel it.”
The woman named Helena seemed to be healing and blessing people with something other than ‘divine power’ that was talked about in the world over there… Priesia was guessing that way.
“But…”
Priesia, who walked towards the man in restraint, extended her right hand like Nainiae and started to use divine power.
“I think it’s clear that the divine power that that woman uses is like an uneasy power.”
When Priesia’s hand filled with divine power and lit up, the man’s black horn which was in close contact with it… started to evaporate slowly.
“The horn… disappeared?
“Ms. Priesia, what is this?”