Pierre couldn't believe his eyes, and his lips trembled, as though he was about to burst into tears.
He imagined how many times he would've pushed through at the final stage, but never won at all. And if he ever began to search for the hidden stage, he would've swept and combed through every single thing from level one to ten, and still not found it.
Years could have passed, and he would still be stuck at level ten.
He smiled beautifully and said to the sky full of gratitude, "Thank you, Grandmaster!"
Roy grinned widely.
"Told you it'd be worth it. Now get on with this shit, let's earn some rewards!"
Pierre acknowledged the message, and the ritual continued. The candles flickered, the scent of flowers and perfumes remained, but nothing else happened.
The rest of the club members didn't feel a chill like Pierre did.
The glasses-wearing devil opened her eyes, as did the rest of the group, and Ayame broke off to turn on the lights.
