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- Alastor opened his mouth.
- “…My Flame Haze, the Flame-Haired, Burning-Eyed Hunter, has a secret. A secret art that
- allows me to manifest without relying on the Power of Existence of humans in this world, but
- by using the lives of other Denizens of the Crimson World as a sacrifice… the Heaven’s
- Ruin, a secret art permitted only to me, a true demon god of the Crimson World…”
- Another explosion.
- After a sharp intake of breath, a voice that had suppressed a scream, the girl asked the
- crucial question.
- “Tch—That destroys the vessel, the Flame Haze, as well, doesn’t it?”
- Alastor, who knew the girl’s sharpness, was not surprised. He just quietly affirmed it.
- “Yes… It became so.”
- “…”
- She had heard it several times in the past. Heard it by some chance.
- About the previous contractor, the former Flame-Haired, Burning-Eyed Hunter. About her
- magnificence, her splendor.
- She could tell just from the way they spoke that Alastor and Wilhelmina had loved her dearly.
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