Richard, who was floating in the air, was stunned for a moment.

"Something is different......"

That was his first feeling.

When Crowley closed his eyes, he didn't hesitate to let the Spell Lord continue to swing his fist down, smashing it towards the opponent's head, only to be blocked by a black shadow that pounced from the side.

The monster hidden in the darkness finally revealed its true form, and its appearance was reminiscent of the overlord flower that had been magnified dozens of times. The demon's mouth opened wide and hideous like that of a hungry beast, and along the center of the face that took up most of its body, eight petals, each covered with sharp teeth and barbs. Split predatory organs, dancing in the air like whips.

What's more, Crowley's change process is far shorter than he imagined-

In an instant, he was a completely different person, and it was an indescribable feeling. Obviously he was still in front of Richard before, but now he is like a person from afar, talking to him thousands of miles away.

He raised his hand, and traces of meridians appeared on the body of the man-eating flower-like demon, and the bruises and blood stasis were bumpy, and his size was a full circle larger than just now. Although it can't be compared to the Spell Lord yet, the body beneath this monster is coiled like roots, enough to wrap the entire building around to the end.

"Hello, Mr. Rasputchin."

Crowley's tone of voice and the atmosphere on his body were completely different from those of the past.

Richard, hidden under the mask, couldn't help but frown.

……

Whether it is words, movements, or demeanor, the personality that is formed together is so distinct, like a drop of ink on a white paper, or a little drop of oil splashed in clear water, so that it can be easily distinguished from his past state and from other people.

Although there was no evidence, Richard realized almost immediately that the person standing in front of him at this time was the "preacher" with whom he had a relationship with the Reverse Cross.

But what's going on exactly? Why does the impression of this person change dramatically in just a few seconds?

As if sensing Richard's doubts, the girl who was standing side by side with him on the void spoke.

"Sir, do you see what's behind him?"

His real name looked at him silently as he spoke.

Richard shook his head.

"No, I didn't see anything......"

The girl was slightly silent. She stretched out her slender white palm and covered Richard's eyes.

"And now?"

Huh, weird? For a moment, he felt as if a "real" touch was coming from his real name's hand, cold and soft......

Richard didn't have time to confirm whether this was his delusion, and was quickly distracted by the scene in front of him.

"It's ......"

When his real name touched his eyes, Richard's "spiritual vision" was replaced by a vision shared with the maiden.

He could clearly see that "something" was connected behind Crowley, leading to infinity.

They floated in the void, like a woman's black hair, like algae in the deep sea, and the key thing was that they were very luxuriant, spreading out so densely that they almost obscured his vision.

In front of "Crowley" at this time, the monster with a fierce and cruel appearance behaved as docile as a pet, and even stretched out his tentacles and rubbed his trouser legs affectionately like a puppy.

Crowley—no, the preacher, should I say, pat one of the split mouths softly.

Then, Richard heard the other man continue:

"Mr. Rasputchin, I have heard your name for a long time, and I am finally able to meet you today."

The young man looked up, a gentle smile on his face, and the strange pair of heterochromatic eyes stared at him.

……

From ancient times to the present, there are so-called "temperament" and "aura" between people, the momentum of the superior is terrifying, the noble and elegant temperament makes people respect and yearn, the pitiful temperament is easy to attract the favor of the opposite sex, the simple temperament makes it easier to trust, and the crazy temperament makes people feel that they will be afraid at first sight......

There is a certain overwhelming temperament in this person's body, which is a kind of "heterogeneous texture" that is incompatible with ordinary people and the world around him.

Although he was smiling, there was no smile in his eyes, and when he was looking at others, it was like watching an ant build a nest; He was not without emotion, but the novelty and joy of looking at others was not at all like looking at human beings.

Now, Crowley was staring at him with this kind of gaze, as if he had "seen something good", which was very uncomfortable.

Frankly, Richard hated this guy.

Although he inherited Raspuchin's appearance, he did not fall behind at all in terms of "eccentricity". After all, it's a gloomy masked man who knows at first glance that he's not a good person.

“...... Who are you? ”

He asked straight to the point.

In fact, Richard and Crowley have already met, but the other party doesn't know this, so whether the other party is still the original "Crowley", this question will not be exposed.

"I'm sorry, I was rude. In this case, you should first report your name. ”

He placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly to him.

"My 'now' name, and the man who is speaking with this mouth, is called Aleister Crowley. But if you want, you can call me Mathers, McQueen Mathers, that's my real name,"

...... Sure enough, has there been a different person?

But how exactly is this done? Could it be that this man named Mathers replaced the original Crowley?

Richard suddenly realized that this seemed to be somewhat similar in effect to Miss Real Name's permissions...... However, she should be the only one in this world who has the authority of the identity authentication system.

He and the dark-haired girl looked at each other.

“...... It was as if he was manipulating the man's body remotely somehow......"

The tone of his real name was a little hesitant, and he didn't seem to be very convinced.

Remote manipulation? How, exactly?

Richard couldn't help but open his mind. According to the idea of general science fiction works, could it be that a backdoor program is installed in the human brain, so that others can be controlled remotely?

However, the premise of this is that there is a chip installed in the brain of the controlled person, and all kinds of physical activities are controlled by this chip, so that it is possible to seize control......

All in all, it was the use of some kind of magic, Richard thought, and it was certainly not on the same level as the ability to have an apprentice replace a legendary wizard for no apparent reason.

That being said, being able to silently replace someone you've just communicated with is scary enough in itself......

Thinking about it this way, Richard looked at the other party with even more disgust.