Chapter 15: Your sister is going to take you to a fun place.

Down the stairs, Aaliyah was quickly herded to a corner of the inn lobby.

There, she saw many people.

Men, women, the kind innkeeper, a few familiar faces from the tavern—all bound like her, sobbing, curled up.

Yet notably absent: that eat.female miss.

Escaped already?

Hearing approaching footsteps, they looked up in unison, but seeing the newcomers in the same plight, heads dropped again, unresponsive.

“Stay put here, got it?”

Chin jut to sit.

The lackey didn’t hassle Aaliyah.

Pulled a creaky chair, sat.

Lit a cigar, puffed through mask.

This surprised Aaliyah.

Hundreds loops dealing with the cult—not few.

Yet never such civilized raid scene.

Normally, public attacks: assassinate VIP, sow panic, or… simple blood sacrifice.

Not rare.

Fallen black-magic users—anything reasonable.

Thus seeing this peaceful scene, recalling leader’s words—Aaliyah even doubted their nature—

Really the evil god cult she remembered?

Fake? Leader knew Rhode, dressed pro.

True? Too humane…

Thought moment.

Heard rushed steps.

Look up: leader woman, seven-eight black-robes approach.

Guard saw boss, no slack.

Stood offer cigar—pushed away.

“You check people—how? Found?”

“Boss, none confess.”

Guard shook head, troubled: “All just cry. Can’t beat each admit?”

“?”

Leader slight frown.

“Plus I checked: female, black hair, purple eyes, long hair, good figure… where such person! I say boss, women can’t too picky. Earlier grabbed one spicy enough…”

“Go go go…”

Leader choked.

Wave hand send skinny guard aside.

Roll sleeve.

Direct to Aaliyah:

“F*ck, I ask self… don’t believe. This crap station so big. Little saintess only healing—hide where?!”

Chin pick to Aaliyah, ask:

“Female, black hair, purple eyes—seen?”

Aaliyah thoughts raced—

Saintess?

World “saintess” titled: cult “chaos saintess”, and…

Papal radiance saintess.

Plus black hair purple eyes good figure…

Though reluctant believe.

Sought person gradually overlapped mind graceful figure.

They seek Claire?!

Aaliyah numb.

One: shocked cult bold—dare near Starfall suburb kidnap Papal saintess.

More: action not blind—got intel, planned.

Meaning…

Claire maybe really here?!

Even careful plan escape academy—heroine fate inescapable?!

Damn!

“No, no… I tonight arrive, no see such person…”

Aaliyah blink eyes.

Great sincere, timid.

“Oh?”

White-mask woman light hum.

Bent.

Demon red eyes through mask sharp scan trapped girl.

Cold: “You lie.”

“No, no…”

“I mention saintess—your eyes dodge subconscious. Act good, but not fear…”

“Because, you seen her.”

Seen yes…

Last life count?

This loop see heroines flee not enough—active approach?

But reasons naturally unconvincing.

See Aaliyah no reply.

She drew waist long knife.

Horizontal tender white neck.

“Say, all fine. Why risk life for outsider?”

Feel skin cold metal.

Aaliyah alarm bells.

Urge magic, prep solve two first, then think.

Then, far inn door sudden push.

All turn look.

Emerge: waist-long black hair graceful dance, stunning curves girl—

“Please, please no hurt them… I, I the one you want.”

…

…

“I, I go with you… so, release these innocents, leave me…”

“No noisy no noisy, quiet, hear?! Dare trick—let these bury with you!”

“Woo mu?!”

Watch bound hands feet thrown ground, yet beg cult release others Claire.

Aaliyah numb.

But trust saintess.

Lower voice, lean Claire ear soft:

“That, Highness, you direct walk negotiate—outside must net?”

“No.”

“Then… strength profound, one hit crush rabble?”

“No.”

“Surely… support soon, urgent self-sacrifice delay?”

Aaliyah anxious.

“…No.”

“Then you?”

“Worried all hurt, urgent, just…”

Claire voice lower.

Opposite, Aaliyah face redder.

Red warm.

This human?

You truly believe words, negotiate, even walk self-net?

Sis, cultists!

Burn loot no evil, village massacre routine evil god cult members!

Hundreds loops—this most absurd!

Now good.

Inn guests none fall.

Nearby residents midnight hard notice.

Meaning, short time, Starfall official help no.

Sigh…

Few cultists clearly calculated.

Confirm Claire likely Papal saintess—overjoyed.

“Then boss, person found, rest…”

Skinny guard lick cracked lips.

Greed unconcealed.

“Thus… job done, play as you like~”

Leader clearly understood.

Expressionless scan sprawled people.

Right hand neck slice.

“But clean, no too noisy—disturb my mood, no forgive.”

“Got it boss, boss world invincible kouya!”

Amid lewd laughs cheers.

Aaliyah felt greedy gazes sweep body.

Even nausea.

Prep urge magic act.

Sudden vision shadowed—

Look up: face mask.

Voice charming:

“Little sister, big sis take you fun place.”