Wriggle, wriggle.
In Gremory's dungeon summoning facility, a cocoon of red membrane appeared. I could only watch the naked woman wrapped in her wings beyond the cocoon's membrane wriggling countless times rapidly.
"Any chance she'll be born as Valac?"
"None. This is definitely a process where the superior entity devours the inferior one."
Shaitan stood beside me and completely blocked my anxious assumption.
'But the hair color and wing color keep switching back and forth.'
The wing colors were flickering, alternating between Gremory's red and Valac's black.
No matter how I looked at it, it seemed like Gremory and Valac were fighting for control of the body, but since Shaitan spoke with certainty and Gremory herself said there was no risk when she went in, I had to trust them.
"I hope it goes well."
"It's synthesis using a Reincarnation Crystal. The conditions are strict, but there's absolutely no problem. Because it's strict, the effect is certain."
