Healing System

[Amanda's POV]

"A dud, just like the rest," she said with a sigh while pacing around the room slowly.

"Your questions are just bad. Why don't you formulate them in a way where even an idiot could understand?" Rebecca's voice rang out from the side; she was sitting near a table, sipping on coffee they had bought earlier.

Amanda rolled her eyes at the sight. "Why don't you do it, then?"

However, she was met with a wave of the cup. "Can't you see I'm drinking?"

"Unbelievable..."

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Amanda held herself back from arguing with Rebecca for the sixth time today and decided to clean the chair she had just used to torture one of the people affiliated with the Evangelist.

So far, she had not managed to extract much info. It was almost like most of these Evangelists were brainwashed.

But some did talk and spew a few tidbits of information, some of which had led her here in the first place, along with Michael and now Rebecca.

The two of them got along pretty well. Or so that was how it was until they began talking to one another. Two completely contradicting personalities—not the greatest of combos.

However, Rebecca was also someone Amanda could trust, even if they did not know each other so well.

Though, when it came to stuff relating to combat and, well, torture, their personalities did not differ that much.

Amanda turned towards her and pointed at the body on the carpet, the body of the Evangelist. "Can you clean it up like earlier?"

She was met with the sound of the glass being placed down, and suddenly, the body began morphing until finally, it completely disappeared from the room, not even leaving a single stain behind.

'Creepy ability... but effective,' she noted again and proceeded outside.

However, as she did that, she took a glance at her watch, which suddenly sprang up a small hologram, displaying exactly what Michael saw.

"Oh! Let me see too!" Rebecca immediately ran up to her and watched as well, with an enthusiastic expression plastered all over her face.

'She's like a fangirl...' Amanda rolled her eyes and watched the scene in silence.

Michael taunted a woman she knew pretty well. It was one of the suspects on her little list.

Then, for some reason, he also began taunting Shingen. Out of everyone, he seemed the least likely to be a traitor.

Nonetheless, she continued watching on with furrowed brows, until eventually, something odd happened, something that could not escape her senses.

A faint trace of demonic mana appeared in the cathedral, and in the next moment, she noticed that the woman, Mira, had begun acting strange.

However, the look in her eyes told Amanda all she needed to know. Although she was not that experienced with Evangelists, she had a decent knowledge of demons and how their abilities worked.

'Char—'

Her thought was interrupted by Rebecca's sudden remark. "Did she just get charmed?"

"You know about demonic charming?" Amanda asked with widened eyes.

"Hm? Of course. I have seen many demons on the different worlds I was on. Not all of them are occupied by humans, you know?" she replied matter-of-factly.

"You mean like a world filled with only demons?"

Rebecca seemed in thought for a moment. "Well... I don't remember seeing one like that, but I do remember one where most of the continents were overrun by demons, while the others were run by the Evangelists."

Amanda listened on, seemingly getting sidetracked, until Mira began spouting all sorts of nonsense and started attacking Shingen.

However, before everything could get out of hand, Reginald stepped up and began scolding her, seemingly prepared to kill her despite the influence her family held.

But Amanda could not let that happen. Instead, she immediately used telepathy to speak directly into his mind.

'Don't do anything; let her go for now. She is mine.' At those words, she could see Reginald flinch for a moment before backing off and sending Mira out.

"Rebecca."

"On it," Rebecca quickly replied and disappeared, and in just a couple of minutes, reappeared back with Mira, who had all her limbs broken and her mouth closed shut with telekinesis.

"There, she seemed pretty feisty," she added before tossing Mira over to Amanda.

However, she did not attempt to catch her, instead letting her fall onto the ground like a rag.

"I think it's your turn to get some information out of her. I'll deal with the other one," Amanda said and pulled up the hologram, which displayed what Michael was doing.

All the while, Rebecca grumbled and went inside the building.

The surroundings once again became quiet as she watched Michael taunt Shingen this time. Yet after a few moments, another wave of demonic mana escaped. Just like Mira, Shingen seemed to start acting strange, until finally, he passed out.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

'...He is the cause of that demonic mana?' Amanda stared at the hologram with suspicion as Michael began carrying Shingen out of the cathedral and back to where she was.

It was abnormal for a human to use demonic mana. If one could, that usually meant they were a demon. However, she had seen Michael's healing firsthand. It was practically impossible for one to have both mana and demonic mana at the same time.

Light contradicts that type of energy, yet she could not refute the glaring evidence that he was indeed the one behind the charming.

'What did you do, Michael?' She waited patiently as the door swung open from behind her. It was Rebecca.

She was holding Mira in the air like some sort of puppet, with her limbs bent and twisted to the sides and a wide-eyed expression plastered all over her face, signifying that she did not die pleasantly.

"Dud," Rebecca announced and tossed her to the side. They were planning on heading out soon anyway, and they couldn't just eradicate her body. Mira was an important individual, after all.

Making a complete disappearance would be more difficult than straight-up killing her and leaving her to be, which is what the two prompted doing.

Rebecca played around with the rapier for a little while until finally, she got bored and stuck it into a wall. It seemed like she got startled upon noticing that Michael was not too far away.

"Klutz," Amanda remarked with a straight face without even turning to look at her.

"Shut up."

The two continued to wait in silence as Michael finally approached them with Shingen, who he had held by the collar.

'...' Amanda sighed inwardly and instructed him, "Drop him on the ground. I have a few questions to ask him."

He did as she said and dropped him onto the ground.

She nodded to herself and walked up to Shingen before announcing, "Head back to the hotel. The tournament was rescheduled for tomorrow; you can't be late."

With those words, she took Shingen inside the building, letting Rebecca and him have their little talk. It was unlikely they would meet anytime soon after all of this was over.

Amanda placed him on the bloody chair, which Rebecca seemed to have forgotten to clean, and spoke up, "Why are you acting as though you are asleep? Do you take me for some kind of idiot?"

However, the next thing that happened sent a shiver down her spine. For the first time in centuries, she felt fear.

Shingen opened his eyes to reveal a bunch of glowing orbs that were floating in them, each symbolizing a different colored eye, some even looking oddly unnatural.

But at the same time, it felt terrifying. Each different eye she gazed at had a different kind of energy. Some were weaker, while some were so strong she could not even tell their limit.

It was the first time in her entire life that she had seen anything like this. It felt unnerving. The more she stared, the more her legs trembled in fear—in sheer powerlessness.

However, looking past her fear, she felt something else. It was curiosity. All this time, she thought she was feeling malice, but it seemed like she was wrong.

"Who, no... What are you?"

Shingen—the being—stared directly into her eyes with the hundreds, if not thousands, of his own eyes and smiled.

She could not tell the intention behind the smile. It seemed blank, but at the same time, it was not.

But as Amanda was growing more and more weary, the being finally spoke up. Each word it spoke sent chills down her spine, not because of its voice, but because of what it had said.

"Greetings, daughter of Dragon Monarch Fafnir and The Goddess of War Athena," it said as a maniacal smile began forming on its face. Suddenly, an unfamiliar green energy began emanating from its body.

"The Eldritch beings send their regards," it said in a low tone, and before Amanda could even process what was happening, Shingen's body began turning red until finally, his eyes came out of their sockets and floated right above her, looking straight down at her.

Just as she was about to send a windblade, however, the two eyes containing hundreds, if not thousands, of other eyes began expanding to the point where they managed to break the roof above her, and even then, the expansion did not seem like it would be stopping any time soon.

Suddenly, the expansion stopped, and out of the two massive eyes came out a bunch of miniature eyes that were the size of multiple cars stacked together.

And when she locked her eyes with one of them, Amanda felt the familiar fear she had felt just moments prior.

"What... the fuck?"