'He owes me for saving the Exorcist.'
That alone explained his presence. But it wasn't the whole picture.
'If I survive this, the Japanese Exorcist branch's image will take a massive hit. And Exorcist Union will have to worry about a dangerous enemy coming back in the future—me.'
It was a profitable outcome for him.
Still, true to his reckless nature, Math had no intention of saving me completely.
That much was obvious from the way he had left Musashi reach me.
'Now that I know who's blocking the Gods and the Exorcists…'
A slow, arrogant smile crept onto my face.
'We can escape.'
I looked up at the swords, then back at Musashi.
"See that? That's Math from New Order. You really think you can afford to fight us right now?"
Musashi's gaze was fixed on the sky.
Even Valen was looking up.
As Rank 5 Exorcists, their senses were sharp enough to feel the pressure radiating from those swords.
The power behind those attacks were overwhelming.
