My radar is out of service?

After Su Mo ran away last night, the slightly exhausted Lofiel didn’t choose to chase after him.

She felt that Su Mo’s current condition was very strange, and she wasn’t confident she could actually kill him.

After all, even when his head was chopped off and his body completely pierced through, he didn’t die.

And she had used Light Magic, which should cause even greater damage to demons.

But even so, aside from his clothes turning into scraps, there wasn’t a single wound anywhere else on his body.

For a demon, this was extremely abnormal.

A demon struck by Light Magic would not only suffer damage from the magic itself but would also be continuously purified by the light attribute.

Yet Su Mo showed no signs of purification at all.

That could only mean one thing—he wasn’t a demon.

But Lofiel really couldn’t think of any race besides the Undead among demons that could survive after having its head cut off.

Knowing that killing Su Mo was impossible for now, and unwilling to waste energy chasing him, Lofiel took a breather and returned to her residence.

After washing up briefly, Lofiel lay on her bed, still thinking about how to truly get rid of Su Mo, and then unknowingly fell asleep.

She had a dream.

A very hazy dream, in which she seemed to be standing in despair on a shattered street, while everything around her was completely swallowed by an unknown black tide.

She had no way to fight back, and could only stand there, waiting for the black tide to engulf her.

At that moment, a pink figure appeared in front of her.

Everything about her was even blurrier than the dream itself, making it impossible to see her face.

However, Lofiel felt an incredible warmth from her presence—a desire to rely on her—as if with this person around, everything would be okay.

The figure turned back to look at her.

Although Lofiel couldn’t make out her face, she still felt as if the person was smiling.

The black tide around them, after the pink girl appeared, acted as though it had encountered something it feared, not daring to come near.

“Who are you…?”

Dream-Lofiel spoke, her voice full of urgency.

“Mm-hmm♪ Don’t make such a sad face, okay? A cute girl can do anything, so just leave it to me~”

The girl’s voice was sweet and magnetic, like a nightingale singing, making anyone who heard it feel refreshed and calm.

Lofiel’s heart gradually calmed down.

She felt her vision begin to blur, until everything turned completely black.

At that moment, the Lofiel lying on her bed suddenly sat up, one hand reaching forward as if trying to grab something.

“Was that… a dream?”

Lowering her outstretched hand, Lofiel found herself covered in sweat.

The dream had felt far too real, nothing like a simple dream.

Since prophetic dreams had existed before, she couldn’t completely rule out that possibility.

“What was that black tide? It felt completely different from demons… and that pink figure in the dream.”

This dream made Lofiel forget about dealing with Su Mo.

She decided to visit the largest library in the Oglis Kingdom to see if she could find any clues.

After taking off her nightgown, she showered, then changed into a white shirt and black skirt.

Her fair, slender legs were wrapped in a pair of black over-the-knee socks, and her small feet stepped into round-toed black leather shoes before she left the house.

Arriving at the library, Lofiel picked up a few books about the history of the Oglis Kingdom and began reading.

But to her disappointment, the contents contained nothing about the black tide or the pink figure.

Just as she was about to look for a few more books, a voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

‘Ah… Why does my head keep coming off now that I’ve turned into a guy?

Clearly, when I was in Edenia form, even the scars had healed.

Damn mask, stop bringing your debuffs onto me, okay?’

The voice appeared out of nowhere, causing Lofiel—who had been about to stand up—to freeze in place.

She looked around and saw nothing unusual.

No one else seemed to have heard that voice.

‘Is this a sound transmission spell? But why can only I hear it?’

Lofiel sat back down in her chair, confused.

Sound transmission magic worked like a walkie-talkie: only people on the same channel could hear each other, while others couldn’t.

‘This should be the largest library in the Oglis Kingdom, right?

I wonder if I can find anything related to the Black Tide.’

The voice appeared again, and this time, Lofiel heard a new term.

‘Black Tide? That sounds like the name of the black waves from my dream!

Could this person also be searching for related information?

Also… why does this voice sound so familiar?’

Lofiel scanned the people around her, trying to find the person speaking in her mind.

Then, she spotted a familiar figure sitting not far away.

‘Noah Brand? Why is he here? And… he’s reading history books?’

Lofiel raised an eyebrow at Su Mo.

As the former villainous young master, he had absolutely no interest in studying.

Getting him to read a book was harder than climbing the heavens.

Now, seeing him sitting there reading so seriously, anyone would find it unbelievable.

That was also why the clerk at the front desk froze upon seeing the name Noah Brand.

‘Huh? Oh crap! Isn’t that Miss Overpowered Protagonist over there?

Why is she here too? Don’t tell me she chased me here?

No, no… it’s broad daylight and there are so many people.

She shouldn’t dare to make a move.

And I’m not in Edenia form now, so I don’t have to worry about her going crazy and dragging me back as a ★ s*ave.

So I’ll just pretend I didn’t see her and get out of here ASAP.’

Hearing this, Lofiel finally confirmed that the voice in her head belonged to Su Mo.

But she still didn’t understand why she could suddenly hear his thoughts—and he seemed completely unaware that she could hear them.

When she heard Su Mo thinking about running away, Lofiel immediately stood up.

She couldn’t let him escape.

In a flash, she appeared in front of Su Mo, pressing down hard on the book he was about to pick up.

Looking at his forced smile after raising his head, Lofiel felt a surge of satisfaction.

‘Huh? Why does it smell so good—like a fragrance from a beautiful girl?’

Just as he was about to speak, Lofiel’s girl-love radar suddenly sent her a signal that there was a beautiful girl nearby.

But she had just looked around earlier, and everyone else was plain and unremarkable—none were worth noticing.

And this pleasant scent seemed to be coming from the pitiful-looking Su Mo right in front of her.

This made Lofiel’s faint smile twist into a frown.

‘Did my radar break? Why would it activate for a man?’

Meanwhile, sitting in his seat and watching Lofiel’s ever-changing expressions, Su Mo’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.

‘Girl, did you stop me just to show off your face-changing act?

Fine, I admit your performance is terrible—like seven-day-old unwashed underwear, unbearable to look at.

So… can I leave now?’