When Vertus returned to the capital, the only attendant he brought with him was Sabioleen Tana. It was better if as few people were aware of Ellen’s condition as possible. 0

Dettomorian was not in the dormitory, but in the club building where he usually studied sorcery by himself.0

Dettomorian was the sole member and president of the Occult Research Club, a club he had created to study sorcery. Initially, neither Vertus nor Ellen was particularly close to Dettomorian, so it was the first time they heard of the Occult Research Club he had established.0

Naturally, the clubs in the Temple were no longer functioning properly. Since the Temple was almost deserted, there were no club activities going on, and the area where the club buildings were concentrated was even more desolate than the other parts of the Temple.0

Vertus felt a sense of futility when he reached the area with Ellen and Tana. 0

“…”0

Was this the right thing to do? Was it right to seek these possibilities, under such circumstances? 0

They hadn’t gained the cooperation of the Church of the Five Great Gods, and even the forces of the Demon King, who surely had Olivia Lanche with them, had not found any answers through Divine Power. Moreover, the renowned mages of the continent also could not provide a solution. Was it right to bring Ellen here just because a mere student claimed to be able to use the mysterious power of sorcery?0

Standing in front of the desolate section that housed the Temple’s club buildings, Vertus realized just how absurd his expectations were. But they had already come this far.0

Even if there was no possible solution, then confirming this impossibility would still hold meaning. 0

“Let’s go.”0

“Yes, Your Majesty.” 0

Tana supported Ellen, who occasionally staggered and struggled to maintain her balance, as the two...0