"As far as I know, it's not like no one can solve this problem. ”

The mage, who had been cowering in the corner like a shadow, moved, and a low voice interrupted Ed's thoughts.

"Icaber de Beria. "If there is anyone among the human beings who knows these rifts best, Beria must be one of them." I'm a little curious...... Why aren't the people who should be here the most?"

Ed was slightly startled, wary.

Icabold can do it...... It was impossible for him to forget the Temple of Collins in the mist, and it was impossible to forget that in the darkness under the island of the Holy Sepulchre, the strange flower that should have sealed the small black hole in the shadow silver tin, in the hands of Icabold, absorbed the power of the other side of the black hole, blooming as if it did not belong to this world.

Scott says that the fog that Collins does not disperse is the result of this, and that it actually protects the entire temple, but no one knows how Icabold did it.

But that's not a foolproof solution. Previously Ed couldn't see it, but now, thinking back to the runes that flickered between the black petals, he could at least realize the danger of the spell, based on some kind of extremely fragile balance.

It's just that...... Did the mage know about it, or did he hear otherwise?

Even though he opened his mouth, the mage known as Uso still hung his head and hid in the shadows, revealing most of his sallow face under his pulled hood. This mage who is said to be from the Southwest Federation is not very famous, but since he will appear here, he must not be insignificant.

However, even Mondstadt frowned slightly when he spoke, and it was probably not just because his voice was as hoarse as cutting a rock with a blunt knife.

His voice was low and flat, but with obvious provocation.

"He's where he's supposed to be. Sean replied in the same calm tone.

Uso laughed, softly and briefly, reminding Ed of a sudden, oozing crow in the night.

No, the crows crow is a little better than his.

"While we're sitting here wasting our time," he said, "more cracks are cracking in places we don't know, and the world is so torn apart with a single blow...... But IMHO, you don't look that nervous. ”

"What should I do, in your opinion, to be considered 'nervous'?" Sean looked indifferent, but also unceremoniously-for-tat, "What's the problem, you might as well be frank, you ...... It's a waste of time. ”

"You should be the one who needs to be more honest. Uso's cold, mocking gaze peeked out from under his hood, "You really need me to explain why your priest was able to set up a circle before a crack appeared...... On the other side of the Vinez River, that little temple by the Mirror Lake, there are probably more people secretly guarding it than the water temple in Stunbuch, right?"

There was a moment of dead silence in the flower hall. Mondstadt was still frowning, but the object of the frown had probably become Sean. Balk sat silently, looking almost drowsy, as if his only responsibility was to provide a neutral and safe place for everyone, and he had done his job.

The bald mage, who had never spoken, was in high spirits at this moment, and his eyes were shining, but there was no anger, no doubt, no worry...... His interest seems to be only in watching the excitement.

More suspicious glances came from the clergy, apparently unaware of the matter. Ed knew that the little temple by the Mirror Lake was not simple, but he didn't know what Sean was doing in it.

"Ikabard, the priest of Nyo, not mine. ”

While everyone was waiting with bated breath for an answer, Sean actually corrected this one by one.

"And the reason why he was able to set up the circle before a crack appeared, because he opened it. He admitted nonchalantly, as if it were a matter of course, and he only raised his voice slightly to suppress the ensuing uproar, "It's a stable and safe enough passage to hell where we know." ”

“...... At times like these, this is not a wise move. The old priest of the God of Business and Travel shook his head, but his tone was not stern. Opening a passage to hell and summoning demons is nothing forbidden for a mage or a priest. That was dangerous, of course, but they had enough experience to deal with it. It's just that when the barriers of this world are about to collapse, no one knows if there will be any bad effects of opening the passage to hell.

"Aren't you playing with fire like this?" Uso sneered unwillingly.

"Perhaps, but I'm playing with at least the flames I can control. Sean replied calmly, "I have to bring my people back from hell...... Now that he has completed his task. ”

“...... You sent people into Hell?alive?" Mondstadt couldn't help but sigh, "People still think that only mages are crazy enough to do anything to achieve their goals, but the priests are cautious and steady...... You shouldn't have made such a dangerous attempt just to find the origin of the demon who had transformed into the High Priest of Anduhe?"

Ed exchanged glances with Is, and they could probably guess who Sean was trying to bring back.

Even though the old man was dead, Sean would rather take a risk than let his soul be trapped in hell forever...... This realization made the resentment buried in Ed's heart dissipate a little.

Instead of answering Mondstadt's questions or asking Uther how Uther learned about the carefully hidden secrets of the Water Temple, he instead brought up the illusion that was still imprisoned in the depths of the Water Temple.

The thing was almost immortal, and no one could even find out where it was, and of course, it wasn't allowed to die easily. The priests don't have any psychological burden to torture a demon, but no matter what they do, the demon always laughs hoarsely back, and never even spits out a full word, as if it were just a monster without intelligence.

"But we found a mark. Sean said, "The mark has never been found on any other demon." Its body can change into any shape, but the sigil is always there. ”

He stretched out his hand and drew a symbol in mid-air. Most of the people in the room had never seen the symbol, except for Ed and Mondstadt, whose faces changed almost at the same time.

When they looked at each other, Mondstadt smiled strangely and slowly leaned back in his chair.