Pride felt the Demon King’s Castle under its control come to a forced halt.
For a moment, Pride wondered whether the failure that had succeeded in entering had used some kind of trick, but there was no particular sign of anything like that.
Nor did the supply of energy resources required to move the Demon King’s Castle appear to be the cause.
There was still enough usable energy remaining to meet the required demand.
[…Then has it been restrained purely through physical force?]
If that assumption was correct, this was interesting in its own way.
Pride’s long fingers loosely held the royal scepter.
[I thought killing Wrath’s vessel and the Hero would be enough, but it seems I will have to redistribute more of my power. Abel, keep that in mind.]
Perhaps, in the worst case, reaching the human city would have to be abandoned altogether.
Pride’s long eyelashes fluttered as it touched the channel connected to Lust.
—Yes, it’s Lilith. Has something come up that I need to do?
[How many sacrifices have you gathered?]
—The humans have been resisting quite fiercely, so not as many as expected.
[That is somewhat disappointing.]
—I’m sorry. But since Sloth unexpectedly became a sacrifice as well, I don’t think we’ll be lacking.
[Hmm.]
Pride already knew that Sloth had died.
However….
Pride recalculated the amount of energy needed to operate the Demon King’s Castle and the amount of power required against the being currently being confronted.
[Yes. You were always like that.]
Originally, the plan for Wrath’s vessel had only been to stall…