“What’s that on your face?”

No. Nothing physical was stuck.

“Yes, something is there. May I touch it for a moment?”

Lies. However, Agares was a devil who knew enough courtesy to ask before touching.

Only when it came to Evelia, which was a flaw.

Nod nod.

Approval granted, Evelia pressed her cheeks, soft as sticky rice cake.

Agares pinched the squishy cheek he’d wanted to pinch since earlier.

It felt as if his sharp mood was slightly relieved.

“Darn. I lost my pen at the hideout a while ago. It was my favorite because it was the same color as the chicks drawn on my pajamas.”

Evelia, who trustingly entrusted her cheek to him, believing he was wiping something off it, spoke regretfully.

“Just a moment.”

He removed his hand from her cheek, closed his eyes for quite a while, flicked his long fingers a few times, then opened the door of the cabin and came back in holding a yellow quill.

“Ah! How did you find it? I couldn’t find it even though I searched for a long time!”

“You’ve got a capable friend, right? My energy is sharp.”

He chuckled and handed the quill to Evelia. And then he continued.

“If you perceive and recall something as very precious, you can know where it is. Because you can feel the energy.”

It took a while for me to catch the feeling because the quill was not that precious to me.

He still responded.

“Hehe, quill. Thank you!”

“……”

The question he had asked while drinking apple juice earlier. ‘But how on earth do I always know very quickly that I’m here?’ was also an answer.

The little friend who was purely happy to have found the chickcolored quill seemed not to have noticed.

Indifferently.

To Evelia, who insisted she was a genius and was running around the room, Agares gave a warning.

That the ability to summon an intermediate spirit must not be revealed to anyone other than her family.

Evelia, who was overjoyed that the talent she lacked in swordsmanship seemed to have all gone into spirit magic, nodded perfunctorily.

Seeing no sincerity in her nod, Agares placed his large hand on the child’s head and once again admonished her.

“You absolutely cannot. You understand?”

As his large hand pressed her tiny head down, it felt like her height was shrinking. Evelia, writhing to escape, finally gave a proper answer.

“Grumph! Grumph! I won’t tell! Let me go!”

Even if a lower spirit can be somewhat overlooked as the work of a genius, a fiveyearold child summoning an intermediate spirit was impossible.

In addition to the royal family’s interest, it was obvious that demons would swarm in when they heard the rumors.

‘Especially the forces of the Demon King Baal would swarm in like a pack of dogs.’

Around the first demonhuman war, the drastic decrease of highlevel spirit users was not a natural phenomenon.

Those showing signs of growing into excellent spirit users were eliminated in advance by Baal’s side.

Because spirit magic, which can directly harm the demons, was Baal’s top priority for elimination.

That’s why, in the end, Agares’s advice was entirely for Evelia’s sake.

“You promised, little one.”

Getting the answer he wanted, he released his hand from her head and met her eyes.

“Hororororo!”

However, who was Evelia? She was a fiveyearold who wouldn’t listen to anyone.

“……”

And on one hand, she was a fiveyearold puppyfish who was very scared.

Evelia, who was making fun of Agares by rolling her tongue and going hororororo, lowered her tail immediately when his beautiful eyebrows flickered upwards menacingly.

If she doesn’t lie flat right now, she’s doomed!

“I told you! I will be secretive. Even about meeting the rabbit, I’ve been shush until now!”

Trust me a little! You trustless devil!

A moment of silence flowed.

Then he uttered lightly.

“Okay. I believe you.”

Yes, I believe. Not you, but myself.

She has never been fond of her power, but this time it was different.

At least she could protect this little one.

So, whatever.

He lightly stood up from his spot.

“Now, since you’ve become a genius in spirit magic, shall we also develop your sword skills?”

As Agares’s voice became much lighter, the depressed atmosphere rose again.

Eek. She did bring the sword, but she didn’t want to use it today.

Maybe because she summoned so many spirits, she was already very tired.

And it’s still a bit cold outside.

“Kooh.”

She had nestled comfortably into the plush chair, eyes closed, imitating a light snore.

“Pretending to sleep won’t help.”

But Arital, a demon she could toy with in the palm of her hand even at five years old, stoically caught Evelia off guard without blinking an eye.

“Ah, let go! Ebe restriction order! Ebe restriction order!”

“Ebe restriction order won’t work.”

She fiercely tried using the Ebe restriction order, unfortunately, it was ineffective.

A devil so coldhearted like this, even pretending to be weak might be useless.