"What do we do now?"
The young seventeen-year-old girl sat at the edge of the long table of the Blood Feast, having contemplated the things that might happen to her when she broke into the manor, but the bizarre scene before her still left her at a loss.
"Don't worry, downstairs they are already using the Unclassified Level Relic, the Sword of Diesel. He temporarily can't leave this place, we'll entangle Him, the church's Divine Descent Ritual is about to..."
Mr. Hog Lendel, too, was vomiting blood; in fact, all the uncontrollable people seated at the table were doing so. The blood stained the white tablecloth red, yet it made the flesh in the gold plates and silver bowls on the table seem even more enticing.
Miss Lanina Green, a Ten-Ring Sorcerer from the Sun Church, was on Iluna's left, and Mr. Modro, an elderly Eleven-Ring Sorcerer from the Peace Church, on her right.
