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This really wasn’t like him.
Eugene himself was more aware of this fact than anyone else. It was true that he had been curious about the Giabella-Faces, but to the extent that he would willingly enter Noir Giabella’s room on his own two feet?
In the end, saying that he might be able to see something else from the inside was just an excuse. What he was actually looking at currently was the view of Giabella City from high above, as well as the reflection of the room that was dimly visible in the glass. Including….
The reflection of Noir Giabella.
Eugene had already realized the intent behind the gaze that she was directing at him. It was because he understood that Noir had noticed something was wrong for Eugene to feel so disgruntled and upset.
The divinity that had leaked into his thoughts and the intuition that this had sparked had made it so that, for a single moment, Eugene’s eyes had seen and understood far too much.
It had allowed him to assess Noir Giabella’s true strength. It had given him a deep insight into her very existence. Until that point, there hadn’t been any problems. It wasn’t like Eugene had seen anything too unusual.
However, Eugene also naturally came to a particular revelation.
It had to do with the moment of Agaroth’s death.
Who was it that had had the most impact on Agaroth in that moment? Who was it that Agaroth had ordered to flee for her life at the very end?
Even at that moment, when the War God himself had decided to face his own death and drove his own Divine Army into annihilation, Agaroth had hoped that a specific woman would escape and manage to survive even just a little bit longer. He had not wanted her to witness the sight of the god dying.
That woman was the Saint of the God of War.
The Twilight Witch.
And from Noir Giabella, Eugene had sensed the presence of the Twilight Witch. Although not even a trickle of Agaroth’s divine power remained in the current Noir, Eugene’s divine inspiration had allowed him to intuitively grasp the nature of Noir’s soul.
So Eugene was now faced with a mix of emotions.
Eugene could think of himself as Hamel, but he did not identify himself as Agaroth. This was because he had never lived as Agaroth.
In the end, Agaroth’s memories and emotions, all of the baggage that came with that, felt like they belonged to someone else. Even after becoming aware that he was Agaroth’s reincarnation, Eugene still wanted to distinguish himself from that god.
“...,” Eugene grimaced in silence.
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