"I have to say, you're very good at twisting words."
Beatrice closed her book, looked at Ayato for a moment, and couldn't help but frown slightly:
"You are very special. Betty feels completely different from other people."
"Who... are you?"
As a Great Spirit, she had existed for over four hundred years.
She had seen all kinds of people.
But not one had an aura as unique as his.
Biting the bait.
The corner of Ayato's mouth curled up.
As for the so-called aura, it was naturally released intentionally.
"Forget it. Just pretend Betty didn't say anything."
Beatrice hesitated for a moment, then ultimately shook her head.
This rude person...
Couldn't possibly be the one she was waiting for.
Besides...
After endless years, she had long since lost hope.
She was just waiting for the right moment to finally welcome death.
That... was her fate.
Just as Beatrice was about to show him the door, Ayato spoke, "To ask a question and then take it back is also very rude."
"Ha?"
Beatrice glared. "None of your business. Betty can do whatever she wants."
"Don't say that."
Ayato smiled slightly, walked forward a few steps, came before Beatrice, and spoke, "After all, if I really leave, you'll probably regret it."
"Regret? Betty never regrets. Now please leave, Betty does not..."
Before Beatrice could finish her sentence, Ayato interrupted her.
"Let me be direct."
Ayato's gaze was deep as he met Beatrice's eyes.
"After all, haven't you been waiting for me?"
"???"
Beatrice was completely stunned.
After four hundred years, had she finally found the one?
Instinctively.
Beatrice began to flip through her book.
But...
What she saw was blank.
Indeed.
It was all fake.
She looked at Ayato and said with shame and anger, "How dare you deceive Betty. Unforgivable!"
The moment her voice fell.
An invisible shockwave surged towards Ayato.
Boom!
The next moment!
Two invisible forces collided.
The shockwave and Cursed Energy clashed against each other.
Visible ripples spread outward, causing the surrounding bookshelves to shake.
Beatrice's expression changed. Her whole body floated up, staring intently at Ayato.
The air grew heavy.
After a moment, she finally spoke slowly, "Magic... no, what you're using is definitely not magic."
"Not even an authority or a blessing?"
Looking at Ayato, Beatrice's expression became grave.
In her long years, she had read countless knowledge.
But there was nothing that could analyze the power Ayato had just used.
So vast, so unfathomable.
"What... is your origin?"
"Why are you here?"
Beatrice spoke softly.
"I already explained."
Ayato shrugged. "I am the one you've been waiting for."
"Ha?"
Beatrice glared, angered. "Although I don't know where you learned about my affairs..."
"The Gospel hasn't changed at all. Betty's fate hasn't changed. Don't try to deceive me!"
Her voice was somewhat hysterical.
Although she had long despaired...
Deep in her heart.
She had always hoped that such a person existed.
But...
Fate truly had not changed.
"Not to mention the deteriorated version of the book in your hand."
"Not even the authentic version that truly records the past, future, and fate is qualified to display my existence."
You know this much?
What's going on?
Thinking this, Beatrice snorted coldly, "Such big talk. Betty has never seen such a braggart."
"I'm telling the truth."
Ayato smiled faintly. "After all, I am a Devil. And not an ordinary Devil."
"So my fate will not be grasped by anything."
"You really dare to say that."
Beatrice puffed her cheeks. "If that's the case, prove it to me. Just talking..."
Before she could finish, with a whoosh,
Black wings emerged from Ayato's clothes, stirring up a gale in the Forbidden Library.
"You really... are a Devil?"
Beatrice's eyes widened.
These wings were absolutely not fake.
"But even if you are a legendary creature, that doesn't mean you are free from the grasp of fate."
Crackle!
The next moment, a golden bolt of lightning began to shine in Ayato's hand.
"So, how about now?"
Beatrice's pupils began to contract violently.
What was this?
She could feel that vast and deep power.
It made her whole body tremble uncontrollably.
This power was completely unanalyzable.
Even her creator was far from being able to compare.