The reason I contacted the Great Forest of the Southern Allied Kingdoms was simple.
I wanted to investigate whether there was any way to save the victims, Senior Delphine included.
I had already experienced it during the previous attack on the Academy, but those struck by Celine’s flames were unable to choose either life or death.
They could do nothing but writhe and groan beneath ceaseless, searing agony.
Back then, we had been unable to find any suitable means of treating them.
Celine’s Pact with the Evil God had been that powerful, and we had not even possessed the leisure to search for records concerning one of the Seven Deadly Sins, beings that had last been active thousands of years ago.
But now?
Quite some time had passed since the existence of ‘Wrath,’ one of the Seven Deadly Sins, became known.
If someone of the Archwitch’s caliber had personally undertaken the investigation, it would hardly be strange for there to have been tangible results by now.
Furthermore, Celine’s Pact with the Evil God had weakened beyond comparison.
We had even secured numerous testimonies that she occasionally regained her sanity.
Then perhaps I could…