"Foolish Turing..."

"Foolish idiot imbecile!"

"Can you please stop being so reckless in the future..."

"Using your own blood so violently."

"You almost bled to death."

"In Red Port it was the same back then."

"Why can't you take care of yourself a little bit..."

Turing struggled to open his blurry eyes and saw Raphael firmly holding his hand, continuously moving forward.

"Raphael, what's happening to me..."

【Wasn't I just dueling with Gabriel?】

【I think... I got hit in the head.】

【How did I end up here again?】

Incoherent words fought to squeeze out of Turing's narrow mouth, but they were choked by the bumpy stairs.

Raphael happened to bring Turing to the staircase of the castle and started descending.

Turing eagerly tried to speak but almost bit his tongue.

"Raphael, where are you taking me?" Turing asked.

"What, did you forget what your grandma said earlier?" Raphael showed no intention of stopping.

"Although the process was chaotic, grandma still recognized your amazing adaptability."

"So, grandma still doesn't understand you enough. In my opinion, we don't need to test you."

"You're clearly so capable... I've always believed that you can help us eliminate the demons beneath Tatarus Castle."

As Turing listened to Raphael's words, his frown deepened, and finally, when he heard the word "demon," he shook off Raphael's hand.

"What do you mean? I don't understand," Turing asked impatiently.

【When did Gabriel acknowledge me?】

【What do you mean by demon? There are demons beneath this castle?】

"When did I promise to eliminate any demons?" Turing asked with a firm attitude.

But because of the strange and unrealistic situation, Turing's voice unconsciously trembled with fear.

"...Didn't we just agree on it earlier? We help you cure the horse, and you help us eliminate the demons," Raphael said puzzledly, turning her head to look at Turing, "And, And, you owe me a favor."

"Even if you don't want to, for the sake of the favor, I still hope you..."

Raphael, who was clearly in the right, couldn't maintain eye contact with Turing naturally.

Turing felt that Raphael's unfamiliar eyes seemed to be a thousand feet deep.

After understanding the current situation, Turing took a deep breath again, and a sense of reassurance gradually filled his heart.

"I understand. I will help you eliminate the demons, and the favor for curing the horse will be canceled," Turing said, "But, isn't it unfair to have one thing for two things?"

"No... This is more than fair." Raphael held Turing's hand again. They had already reached the entrance of the first floor, "I am willing to cancel a thousand favors for you."

"Well, at least you can tell me what exactly these demons are. Otherwise, it's hard for me to help you," Turing said.

"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid not," Raphael led Turing to the backyard of Tartarusburg. "You will have to explore these things on your own."

"But don't worry, I am sure you can handle it with your power." Raphael turned to Turing and smiled bitterly.

【He never says anything...】

"By the way, I have a question." Turing looked at the road ahead, which was almost at its end, and quickly spoke again.

"This blood word keeps appearing on my wrist. Does it have anything to do with your McNewdeau family...?" Turing raised his wrist and was surprised to find it intact - even though there were still two holes on Turing's abdomen caused by Gabriel's bullets.

"What?" Raphael looked down at Turing's wrist but didn't find anything.

"Never mind." Turing helplessly retracted his hand.

After a short walk, the two finally arrived at the center of the garden. Raphael opened a door-like cellar, and an entrance to the underground appeared in front of Turing.

"The next part of the journey is up to you, Turing."

"Even if I go in with you, it would be suicide."

"What demons are and how to eliminate them, you have to understand it on your own."

"Although we have clashed in the past and had many misunderstandings."

"But now sincerely, I pray that you will succeed."

Raphael's expression was full of pain, as if she felt guilty about letting Turing go in alone.

"If it really doesn't work, then come back."

"As long as one can survive, there is always hope in life, there are always variables..."

Suddenly, a tall man appeared behind Raphael and patted her shoulder, causing her to let go of the door panel.

The cellar door slammed shut.

"Paper Cup, let me have a word with this young lady." The man had a delicate and handsome face, but his pale complexion and frail figure detracted from his overall appearance.

"Dad? No, is this not okay? We agreed with the Agio family that we wouldn't talk about this again, right?" Raphael spoke excitedly.

【Paper Cup... is that a nickname?】

【Is their relationship with their own father really that good?】

Turing didn't even know that they were already grinding their teeth out of jealousy.

"What's the time now? Who cares about that so much." The man tightened his cheekbones and said helplessly.

"Respected young lady, you may call me Pushkin."

"Please follow me, let's find a nice place to have a cup of tea and talk slowly."

"I will tell you everything then." The man politely said. He took off his own hat, smiled, and nodded to Turing.

"Don't, don't go! Turing!" Just as Turing was about to walk with the man, Raphael unexpectedly shouted.

Raphael opened the cellar door again and sincerely said to Turing, "After! After you destroy the demon, we will bring you out and let you ask as much as you want. I will tell you everything!"

"Not now, it's really not possible now!" Although Raphael refuted the man face to face, the man seemed to not explain much to Turing either, as if waiting for Turing's choice.

[What's going on... are they having disagreements among themselves?]

[Choices, choices, it's all about choices...]

Turing had always longed for more choices, but he didn't expect that having choices would be such a painful thing.

[Who should I believe?]

Choices meant responsibility.

The choices that were meant to pursue freedom eventually created responsibilities that restricted freedom.

Humans are born to live with contradictions.

"Well... alright," Turing walked to the door of the basement, "We agreed that when I come out, you must explain everything to me clearly." Turing shouted at Raphael.

Turing jumped down the basement with a rush, sliding down the stairs with great speed.

Passing through a long stretch of clay layers along the stairs, the view gradually widened.

The deep and dark spiral staircase seemed to continue endlessly. Just its radius alone, conservatively estimated, must have been five hundred meters.

Little by little, an incredible grand relic appeared before Turing's eyes.

The underground ruins stretched out endlessly, countless technological creations filled the stone walls and cliffs.

Looking down from the stone stairs that seemed to have no end, Turing saw an indescribable colossal creature gradually emerge from the darkness like a silent sunrise.

It was a giant angel-like figure, resembling a deity.

Its size was almost comparable to the one in Red Port.

After a significant amount of time, Turing finally reached the bottom of the basement.

But she couldn't believe what she saw before her.

"Mom... Mother?"

A woman who resembled Oedipus, chained to the feet of the colossal angel.

She was frozen in a large block of ice, kneeling on the ground, with her eyes firmly shut, like a sculpture.