Initially, demons who had suspected she was gathering intel on an enemy were slowly starting to become confused.
What did it matter whether the enemy was sleeping or not?

Saint Beril even began to recite their names one by one.

“…Helbas!”

The first one to suffer from it was Helbas, who was about to transform and had his foot on the window sill.

Jumping from the fifth floor would have been of no concern to him once he transformed, but it seemed to be a shocking sight for Beril.

“Did you have a hard time?”

“…No, my power is a new transformation.”

Helbas answered nervously. Beril nodded her head.

“I knew that. But I heard that using your powers requires focus.”

“I’m getting used to it, so it’s fine.”

Helbas was taken aback by the unfamiliar feeling.

When he was not yet accustomed to his transformation ability, there were times when he had to step on the ground and focus.

Of course, demons laughed at him rather than worry if he accidentally hit his head on the ground during those times.

So this was the first time Helbas was being worried about for such a matter.

“Then that’s a relief. Oh, here.”

Moreover, this saint somehow knew what I liked and handed over sparkling jewels to him.

“It’s been a week since you’ve been without the veil. I brought the remaining jewels because I thought Helbas would like them.”

“…!”

For a moment, Helbas almost shrieked in confusion, thinking I had transformed again. Of course, no sound came from his human vocal cords.

It was a cheer of joy, of course.

“How did you know I liked this…”

“I noticed you looking carefully at the veil that time.”

There was no doubt she was an insightful saint, or rather, the landlady.

—Swoosh!

Newly transformed in an instant, Helbas grabbed the bag of jewels she had given him and soared.

—Chirp!

Then he circled her once as a way of saying thank you and soared powerfully.

It wasn’t just Helbas.

The other servants realized that she had quickly memorized more names of the servants than they had thought.

“Rein?”

“Chloe? Could you come here for a moment?”

The servants who were used to being called ‘Hey’ by Naberus or ‘Over there’ by Decarabia were somewhat shocked by this.

“She even remembered my name.”

The demons subtly wandered around, waiting for the landlady to call their names.

A gentle feeling as if they were being respected tickled them. But that wasn’t all.

“She’s just a likable human.”

“She must be clairvoyant. What’s a human? Be respectful.”

“Ah.”

Even those who had doubted this new landlady changed their minds after encountering her once and returned, increasingly fond of her.

As if they were charmed or something.
If a saint’s very existence should be repulsive, then from that vision….

Everyone reached a similar conclusion after days of agony.

“……It smells delicious.”

From the vision.

Expressions of demons who had never thought that mana would emanate from a human.

Of course, if Beleth had heard, he would have unknowingly furrowed his brows.

Fortunately, that Beleth was currently in the human realm due to a summoning.

Strangely enough, the temple had saved them.

After Naberus left, Beril began learning earnestly about Vainka’s work.

“You did all this alone?”

“This is just the tip of the iceberg. The tasks you usually manage as an Archduke of Hell are far greater.”

Decarabia spoke to her in a mysterious voice while explaining Beleth’s work.

Though she seemed brusque, Beril now understood. Originally, she had a ticking tone. It didn’t seem like it was due to malice.

“Should I be grateful that demons don’t need sleep…….”

Or unfortunate for not being able to rest. Beril looked troubled as she scanned his office desk.

He said he had left for the altar after finishing urgent tasks, yet a heap of work had already piled up.

“Beleth…….”

Beril was lost in new thoughts as she looked at the spot where he had been until recently.

‘Speak your desires.’

He told her to say so every night, but when she was actually with him, nothing came to mind.

Since pure thoughts were gushing into me anyway. With this pure stimulus alone, I wanted to say I had no desires.

It would be good if things stayed as they are now.

With this astoundingly electrifying sensation, it felt like the world was filled.

But it only occurred to her now.

“Wish.”

She murmured.

Though he had left his seat momentarily, and her position would be more solid once Naberus properly secured the offering and returned, Beril felt uneasy.

What if she had to leave this place?

Originally, if this wasn’t a place to stay, she had thought of escaping anywhere to avoid the eyes of the temple and demons.

But now a different thought suddenly intruded.

It would be good if she could continue to stay here.

No, she wanted to continue staying here.

This was gradually becoming an intense desire that took up space within her.

What initially was ‘it would be nice if it could happen,’ had gradually shifted to ‘it should happen,’ and then to ‘how should it happen?’ in a proactive manner.