After slowly sharing her story, Arwen trembled a little due to the bad memories that came up.

Feeling sorry for Arwen, Hillis hugged her tightly with sad eyes. Her divine power gently spread out and stabilized Arwen's mind and body.

"You’ve really suffered,” I said, stroking Arwen’s head and smiling. She nodded slightly.

I wondered where Flam had run off to, leaving his younger sister behind. Suppressing a sigh, I asked Arwen, "Did the Demon King worshipping organization that locked you up get destroyed by Grandfather's hand?"

-Yes.

Perhaps the old man in Arwen's story had been the previous leader. If so, then the current Libra was the second Libra. That was why my aunt had known that even if Libra died, a second and third Libra would appear.

"Then it means those roaches have changed their habitats,” I remarked. In response, Hillis’s expression turned dark, and Arwen apologized.

-I feel like it wasn’t much help. I'm sorry.

I simply grinned and said, "No. It helped quite a lot. It should help a lot in finding their home base, because you remembered the religious organization's form, environment, fanatical gatherings, and ceremonies in such great detail.”

Hillis and Arwen looked at me with surprise as I continued, "Usually, ceremonies...