Published: January 22, 2026
“Is it correct to say that you are a demon humanoid?”
When I asked this, the man showed a slightly stunned expression.
Then, he immediately lowered his gaze and placed his hand on his chin.
“...Hmm. Not only do you know about this place, but also about demon humanoids. I heard that only a few within the cult know that much...”
He murmured softly, as if drifting in a sea of thoughts.
“What I know doesn’t really matter. I want you to answer my questions, okay?”
“Ah, my apologies. You were asking if I am a demon humanoid, weren’t you? No, I am not a demon humanoid. I am here merely as an assistant to Dr. Oswell MacLeod.”
“Assistant to Oswell MacLeod, huh? Then you must have some useful information. I’m not in the best mood right now. I’d appreciate it if you just spill everything honestly. Will you talk?”
“I think the information that a mere assistant holds is rather limited. But what will you do if I refuse to answer?”
“Being entrusted with this place means you approve of how things are done here, right? Then I won’t hold back. Since you call me ‘White Demon,’ you must know my supernatural ability, right? — I’ll torment you until you’re on the verge of death. But don’t worry, I’ll restore you soon enough. I’ll repeat this until you give up the information. I hope your mind can endure this, even if your body can’t.”
With a murderous intent, as if venting all my frustrations, I declared this.
Perhaps my emotions spread to the surrounding ice spirits, because the temperature around me suddenly began to drop sharply.
Ordinary opponents would start trembling at this point, but the man before me barely showed any change even when faced with my genuine murderous intent.
“That, I’m afraid, I cannot endure. What a scary princess you are, White Demon.”
“Then will you talk?”
“No, I refuse. It seems more interesting this way.”
The man said this with a genuine smile devoid of any malice.
I had thought he wouldn’t talk easily, but citing ‘interest’ as the reason was unexpected.
I hadn’t expected to get anything from him, so I decided I would force the information out if I had to.
Having settled on my plan, I immediately activated [Ice Javelin] to skewer him through and through.
As magic circles appeared around the man, multiple ice javelins lunged at him while he still sat in his chair.
The javelins pierced his body, avoiding vital points—no, they didn’t. Just before reaching him, they vanished as if swallowed by the void.
“...Hmm. So this is the magic of the White Demon. Truly fast. Dealing with this will be quite the challenge.”
(What just happened...?)
He neither dodged nor defended; it felt as though the space around him was connected to a different dimension, into which the ice javelins were swallowed.
Such an inexplicable phenomenon usually involves a supernatural ability.
But I’ve never heard of such an ability existing.
Amuntzarse (uchi) is undoubtedly the most knowledgeable organization in the world regarding supernatural abilities.
It was founded by my ancestor, who was associated with the King of Supernatural Abilities, and now even the Fairy Queen is on our side.
She had shared information about the cult’s strongholds and supernatural abilities, but there was no mention of an ability that could cause this phenomenon.
“...Impossible... This can’t be... Why would the cult...”
Though I was surprised by this unrecorded phenomenon, Titania was even more unsettled.
“...Titania, what’s wrong?”
Without speaking aloud, I asked through the Spirit’s Eye.
Perhaps because I had merged with the Spirit’s Eye, I could also mentally communicate with fairies, a privilege originally reserved for supernatural ability users specialized in spirit domination.
However, telepathic communication with fairies is exhausting, so we usually talk aloud.
But since enemies were present, I decided telepathy was better.
It seemed the man hadn’t realized Titania’s involvement.
“...It seems I was too optimistic. This is the worst—! Shion, escape from here immediately!”