Adele swallowed quietly and then nodded. It seemed this was the only explanation. And, of course, Adele understood what this meant for an angel. So, she was very concerned about Seraph’s safety.

Love was mutual. The girl felt Seraph’s determination to save her, even if it meant falling. How could she not want to help Seraph, who was now in an unknown situation?

Chacoco’s expression became particularly complicated. “I didn’t expect that even Seraph would... heh.”

“And to think that they fought us tooth and nail back then, former companions turning into enemies in the blink of an eye.”

“Truly, karma is a bitch~”

“...”

Adele suddenly regretted telling Miss Chacoco about Seraph’s fall. She had overlooked what Seraph had told her about the past – that they considered fallen angels traitors and hunted them down on the orders of “the Lord.”

In other words, Seraph and Chacoco... were likely enemies!?

Fortunately, Chacoco’s subsequent words dispelled Adele’s doubts and confusion. “Don’t worry, those are buried memories.”

“Only old-fashioned types like Seraph cling to those prejudices.”

“But now that even she has let go, I’d welcome her to our so-called ‘fallen’ ranks~”

“The only thing to envy is that the source of her fall... that’s you, Adele. You’re so young and beautiful; you’ll bring Seraph countless happy experiences.”

“But what we fell for...” Chacoco closed her eyes, countless images flashing in her mind, countless memories of herself and that witch overlapping... They still shone brightly in the depths of the fallen angel’s memory, her most precious treasures.

The woman smiled slightly and then opened her eyes. It seemed that after thousands of years, she could now smile at everything from the past. But the fall was irreversible, like love, unyielding until death.

“You want to find the hidden Seraph. I can indeed help you.”

“Really!”

“But you have to be prepared. It’s not necessarily that Seraph doesn’t want to see you and is hiding.” Chacoco’s tone changed, making Adele freeze.

“...What do you mean?”

Chacoco shook her head. “I don’t know. I’m just guessing, or rather, it’s human nature—it might be strange for a fallen angel to say this.”

“But even we were created by that being in the image of humans.”

“So, think from Seraph’s perspective. She has someone she likes right in front of her, someone she can cuddle, kiss, touch, and lo— ahem.”

“How could she possibly resist!”

“But she did resist. Doesn’t that seem incredibly illogical?”

“Therefore, I can only think of one possibility.”

“That is, she believes that if she continues to interact with you, it might bring you some kind of misfortune... perhaps.”

Chacoco’s words weren’t difficult to understand, and each sentence struck at the girl’s heart, making her fall silent for a moment.

In fact, she had also had similar speculations. But those involved often deceive themselves, while bystanders like Chacoco can bluntly reveal this point. And she continued to ask, directly targeting the depths of Adele’s heart.

“So, Adele, blessed with such beauty.”

“If I give you a... chance to find Seraph.”

“What will you choose?”

“Will you follow your reckless heart, or will you respect Seraph’s decision?”

Actually, although Chacoco was asking, her tone wasn’t questioning. Perhaps because she was confident in her ability to read people. Some questions, even without asking, the answers could be known.

As for asking, it was to urge the other party to make up their mind quickly. After all, Chacoco didn’t want to see Seraph, that quiet, silly goose from thousands of years ago, continue to be alone and helpless. No matter the future, whether heaven and earth collapse, just enjoy the present moment, enjoy love. Just like long, long ago, the fallen angels led by Lucifer did. In the utopia called “Sodom,” they indulged in pleasure and joy until the end of the world.

The Primordial Witch, who sustained them, protected them until the last moment. Sodom was destroyed, many fallen angels perished, and the remnants either followed Lucifer to the “prison of sinners,” later called “Hell,” and received the protection of the Hell Queen, Jormungandr, or, like Chacoco, hid until “that being” grew tired of this world and went searching for something. Only then did she come out to enjoy life.

Hearing Chacoco’s words, countless memories related to Seraph flashed through Adele’s mind. Then, the girl’s eyes deepened, and she made that decision.

“I want to find Seraph. No matter what happens in the future, or what I have to face...”

“At least I won’t regret the time I spent with her.”

Seemingly touched by the girl’s words, Chacoco’s lips parted slightly, and her gaze on Adele became intense. After a long while, she realized her gaffe and coughed lightly, saying, “Seraph really didn’t choose the wrong person.”

Just like they ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ hadn’t misjudged that witch back then. Not to say who was like whom, but Adele had a nearly identical trait to her, like a flickering candle, warm and dazzling, attracting them to be moths to a flame.

“Alright, then I’ll give you this opportunity.” Chacoco agreed, and continued, “Actually, now that you’ve become so much stronger, you should be able to sense Seraph’s gaze, right?”

“...Yes, I occasionally have a sixth sense-like intuition, sensing Seraph’s subtle gaze.”

“But I’ve felt it less recently. I don’t know if she’s intentionally avoiding me, worried that I’ll find her...” Adele stated dejectedly.

“That just shows that her concern and love for you far exceed her own,” Chacoco said with a slightly bitter smile.

To be honest, this old vir... angel, Seraph, who hadn’t been in a relationship for thousands of years, was so easy to read. It was only this kind of “newbie” in love who would think that “loving someone means sacrificing yourself.” It was too naive and worrisome!

“Then what should I do to find Seraph, who’s hiding in her angelic domain?”

“This question is simple and difficult.”

“First, since she can observe you, it means she has left an angelic coordinate on you that can be located.”

“But conversely, it also means that you can use this coordinate to find the approximate location of her hidden angelic domain.”

“Next, you need to find the intersection between the angelic domain and reality within that space.”

“You see, even independent spaces must have an overlapping seam with the real world.”

“Otherwise, it would be completely lost in the elusive otherworld.”

“And by passing through that seam, you can find Seraph.”

With that, Chacoco crossed her arms, looking confident. “As for what I can do, it’s precisely to help you with the first step.”

“Finding the angelic coordinates on your body!”