The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

but.

This is the kind of pain that feels like having your liver and intestines pulled out.

Even if she survived after holding on for more than ten hours, could she truly be considered alive?

Dekan's eyes were full of mockery, as if he could see right through her thoughts.

"Back then, Professor Batchell initially considered killing me, then he became afraid of death, and later he gradually realized that what he was truly afraid of was not being able to die according to his own will..."

Dekan, like an old man, began to tell his story in the tavern.

Perhaps it wasn't particularly enjoyable for Dekan to punish a vile demon like Amos on behalf of Taromati.

It's more of a feeling of nostalgia.

I really miss those days.

Still quite green, he experienced for the first time how pure and simple happiness could be.

but.

Amos is clearly a carbon copy of Bachcher.

It was even a hundred times worse than Bachcher.

Dekan, however, always felt that something was missing.

Dekan looked around and suddenly realized a crucial point. He then cast the [Phantom Barrier], causing the scene in the operating room to begin to change.

Instantly, the operating room doors transformed into artistic relief doors, and the entire operating room became exceptionally luxurious. The reliefs on the walls were magnificent, exuding the style of a noble banquet.

The operating table where Dekan lay on his side had been replaced by that familiar Baroque-style long table.

Everything was just like I remembered: the bright lights were warm and soft, and the silver food carts and crystal chandeliers shone brightly in the firelight.

"This feels right..."

Dekan was about to say that.

He stopped halfway through his sentence.

Dekan stared blankly at the banquet hall.

why?

I have this energy in my heart, but I just can't seem to muster it.

In the past, whenever my "villain radar" went off and I encountered such excellent prey, I would be particularly interested in toying with the villains and giving them the punishment they deserved.

"..."

Dekan lay back down on the dining table, staring blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling. No one knew what he was thinking.

He began to recall each time he encountered villains and how he tortured them.

From Bachcher in the first film to the Faceless Man.

Then, in the second Shadow World, she encounters the Resurrected Church sisters and Viscount Augustine.

Also included are Marquis Roderick and Countess Lislina, Bishop Evans of Ruin and Bishop Fahim of Corruption.

Dekan found it very interesting each time.

But this time, when faced with a perfect prey, Amos, Dekan felt nothing at all.

Now, I feel empty inside, as if something has taken away my happiness.

Dekan found himself starting to have doubts at this moment.

What is the point of torturing villains?

Although I couldn't understand this philosophical question for a while.

But he gradually discovered it.

What exactly is missing this time?

And your true feelings.

"Is this feeling called loneliness...?"

After Dekan arrived in this world of shadows.

In moments of sudden realization, I always hope to catch a glimpse of a red-haired figure.

Every time before.

Whether in the real world or the world of the movies.

Near or far.

They may fight side by side or wait for his triumphant return.

There will always be someone with him.

at this time.

Dekan finally realized something.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, he never felt any pleasure in torturing villains.

He was never a messenger of justice.

Perhaps some people will find his grotesque behavior amusing, his strange reactions interesting, enjoy his "situation comedy," or think he is doing good deeds.

It was Dekan who did it.

And find it interesting.

But that person isn't here with me right now.

All the emotions in my heart vanished with it.

Without saying a word, Dekan dispelled the [Phantom Barrier].

It seems I've lost interest in playing anymore.

I just want to complete the movie world as quickly as possible.

He needs to gather materials to repair the space portal and return to the present world.

Then I went back to her side.

Tell her, "I'm back."

The answer turned out to be so simple.

"Eve, the rest is for you."

Dekan stared at the ceiling and said in an unusually calm tone.

"Me?! I can't do it!"

Eve, who was standing in the corner, was startled when she heard this, and then exclaimed.

"Just like the first surgery, that's fine. If you can't even do that, you don't deserve any more instruction from me."

Dekan's voice grew colder, and after saying that, he didn't intend to say anything more.

"I... I didn't really expect you to teach me anything! But I really..."

Despite having taken out her hammer, Eve dared not approach Amos.

Even though Amos seemed to have lost the ability to resist.

But Eve was faced with a demon whose single blow could severely injure or even kill her.

Just looking into her eyes almost made me cry.

"..."

Dekan ignored Eve and answered her with silence.

"Waaah..."

Eve looked at the mission deadline. Although the surgery deadline was still a long way off, she knew that she didn't have much time left.

Dekan couldn't possibly have the patience to wait for her.

She was afraid of Amos, but she was certain that something a million times worse than that was disappointing Dekan…

Eve pressed her lips tightly together, as if she had made up her mind, and asked in a trembling voice:

"If I listen to you... can I become as powerful as you?"

She could feel it.

This demonic doctor seemed to have discovered her value and even intended to groom her.

This favor was a rare opportunity for her, but also a fatal gamble where one wrong step would plunge her into an endless abyss.

If this great demon thinks she is useless, then her end will be exceptionally tragic.

"..."

Dekan still ignored Eve.

But Eve understood what Dekan meant.

There is neither confession nor denial.

Her fate was in her own hands.

Finally, Eve said nothing more, but gripped her hammer and walked toward Amos.

"Ugh!!"

Amos watched in horror as Eve approached step by step.

This little devil, who was originally just a dessert in her eyes, now posed such a threat to her.

“Eve, weakness is also a weapon.”

Dekan seemed to soften his heart and added a sentence.

After all, this young nurse could really die if she made a mistake.

Eve nodded.