I could feel the surprised people's eyes focused on me, the caster of the barrier.

Obsculia dared not even scratch the ultimate barrier that went beyond level 20 and I don't intend to waste time like this.

Sususu!

I unlocked my divine power.

The mask of Obsculia was gradually pushed back when a storm of pure energy erupted. Ray and Ash, who were suddenly feeling good, had confused eyes.

It's such a divine power?

Sister, who are you

It's not possible to have a private chat with an S-class boss right in front of you. I was silent and just looked at the Obsculia beyond the barrier.

Obsculia's mask, which was pushed back in a face-off of sheer power, widened the distance.

'Architect.'

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' was nervously waiting for your words.]

'I'm sorry, but you will have to write that apology letter after all.'

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' lets out a deep sigh.]

['The Troubled Architect of the Tower of Trials' confesses that he knew it would be like this from the time when you didn't rip off rewards in return for doing him a favor.]

As expected, you know me too well.

In fact, it's true that I didn't even get a deposit for fear of such a thing.

I was grateful for his reply.

'Thank you for your understanding.'

I took out my whip-sword, Serpens, from the satchel bag with ease.

Sururururu!

The finely divided joints cried out a beautiful sound. Following my stroking with the left hand, Serpens donned a white light.

A light of surprise shone again in the eyes of the companions.

Th-That's aura

How can Miss Healer? Isn't Miss Healer a healer..

I smiled softly and asked for their understanding.

Stay here for a moment.

I took a step outside the barrier. Outside the Silver Citadel was like hell.

I stepped on the wriggling ghosts on the floor and walked out alone. As I stood in the center of the cavity, the mask of Obsculia looked down at me from the ceiling and shouted.

Are you calling that an insult?

When I cut down the insignificant ghosts with my sword while thinking like that.

Oh, yes.

I replied while turning the ghosts, that rushed like moths, into dust.

Shut up. Puny pet.

In the original work, Obsculia was set as the devil's pet.

Oh, but wait. I made the same mistake, didn't I?

There was no provocation effect even if a pet is called a pet. I swung my sword and added.

You are not even cute.

To raise something like you, your owner's taste is very poor.

The response I wished for came fast.