They say human nature never changes. 0

Olivia Lanche—despite seeming like a light-hearted and mischievous senior on the outside, her core nature hadn’t changed. She still felt some kind of duty to help others, and if it was the one who had saved her life, then it was only natural for her to do so.0

I had pleaded earnestly for her help, and I could tell just by looking into her eyes that she would do everything in her power to help me. Someone who might come across as frivolous, but could always be serious when needed—that was Olivia Lanche.1

Most students probably wouldn’t have known, but the Temple was in a state of turmoil. I wanted to discuss this sensitive issue outside the Temple, but it was impossible to take the cursed Tiamata outside the Temple. Even disguised as a training sword, it would obviously get caught at the exit.0

Now that this Demon God Relic, shaped like a sword, had disappeared, it would look suspicious to walk around with a sword hanging from my waist. Therefore, we went to a secluded park in front of the dormitories instead, where I gave a brief explanation of what had happened.0

I recounted all that had happened in the Dark Land, the cursed sword, and how I had brought it back to the Temple to find out more about it through the ritual performed by Dettomorian. I also explained how it was actually a cursed sword, suspected to be a Demon...0