MPBAGS Chapter 13

The woman was Evangeline Rohanson, the one who had given her sister the holy water.

Kanna realized this fact and turned pale with shock.

'Had I been feeling inferior to that person? No, is she even human in the first place?'

The man called Donau believed without a doubt that he had summoned Evangeline Rohanson. In truth, Kanna had no choice but to believe the same thing given the scene unfolding before her eyes.

"You said your name was Kanna. What should I do with Donau?"

As Evangeline looked at Kanna, other eyes also gazed at her. Dozens of eyes bloomed all around them. A cluster of spherical masses clumped together blinked their eyes.

The sight of countless eyeballs simultaneously being covered by eyelids and then opening made them feel like a single organism.

Eyelids? No, since they were pulsating, they seemed more like lumps of flesh than eyelids.

It seemed only Kanna and the man could see these things.

The man suspended in midair, his neck being strangled by an invisible force behind Evangeline, writhed as if he might die when the eyes blinked right in front of his face.

Her sister seemed to see only the man. If she had seen the dozens of clustered eyes, she wouldn't be standing there so calmly.

"Should I lock him away forever?"

The Evangeline that the man had summoned was asking for Kanna's opinion. She shook her head.

"How about his neck?"

"That sounds good!"

The eyes stared at the man's neck. When Kanna gave a positive response, Evangeline nodded. The eyes curved brightly as if pleased.

The man's body began to move with creaking sounds. The man tried to resist the invisible pressure that sought to control his movements.

He had seemed so excited when pointing it at someone else's neck, but now that the tip of the knife he was holding was turned toward himself, he looked ready to wet himself.

His arm bent inward while he tried to straighten it in the opposite direction, so unable to overcome the conflicting forces, his bone twisted. As his resistance weakened from the pain, the knife moved without hesitation.

The man stabbed his own neck. It wasn't his own will, of course, but at least it appeared that way. Only Evangeline was excluded from the many spectators watching this scene.

'More, more!'

When Kanna encouraged him, the series of actions repeated like an encore performance.

"Did you see?"

"Yes. He stabbed his own neck."

This continued until the man could no longer endure it.

"Sorry. He died."

Evangeline reproached the man for failing to satisfy Kanna. Kanna decided to be modest.

"That's okay. This is enough for me."

More than enough.

She understood perfectly well why Evangeline had made the man stab his own neck. Suicide is an ultimate sin. No mercy is granted to those who abandon the life given by God.

The man abandoned by Evangeline would also be abandoned by God. There was only one place that would claim that soul.

Fire erupted behind them. Hellfire had come to greet the man. The hot heat hit Kanna's face.

It was as warm as her sister's embrace, as warm as the midday sun.

Donau was in brilliant light.

'Our house isn't this bright.'

All we have is one candle. That alone couldn't produce such bright light.

Come to think of it, the chandelier in the Rohanson mansion was this brilliant. There were several candles on the splendid branches.

That's right. This is chandelier light. Evangeline Rohanson. The demon he had summoned had granted his wish!

His wish had been fulfilled and now he was standing beneath the mansion's chandelier. To think he could enjoy such wealth and honor with just one girl's life - it was quite a decent trade.

Donau thought about what to do next. There were countless things he had wanted to do if he became a nobleman. However, the first thing that came to mind was one thing.

He would go find Count Rohanson, who had stolen his count title. And just as he had been beaten, he would beat the count and give him contemptuous looks, calling him pathetic.

Donau hummed as he walked following the chandelier's light.

The sphere floating in the air blinked its eye, watching Donau's retreating figure. If Donau had turned around, he could have seen the eye watching him, but that never happened.