"""
"Do you want me to oversee the research?"
"I want you to help me obtain the experimental data on alchemy technology."
Maria nodded slightly: "I understand, Your Majesty."
As Maria returned to the balcony, just before leaving, Napoleon suddenly asked: "That day you activated magic and sacrificed the slum residents to the demon—was it you?"
Maria paused but didn't look back: "In my life, I've only ever pledged loyalty to Belial and to you; the rest, I care not for."
She left, and Napoleon still didn't know the name of her demon.
As a demon, she was loyal to the Covenant Ancient God Belial. Yet when she was still Maria Kretian, her loyalty belonged solely to Napoleon Bonaparte!
Standing on the balcony, feeling the cool evening breeze, Napoleon finally made up his mind.
Returning to his room, he rang the bell.
Ding—
Clack...
A maid entered the room and respectfully asked: "Your Majesty, what are your orders?"
"I want to see Anatole. Tell him I've made my decision."
