"Make sure he meets his father."

The "investigator" said, "Of course, that's the latest target. My deal with Wilson is off, after all, he's dead now, which is a real shame."

Indeed, it is a pity.

Ever since his son died, Wilson gradually became obsessed, making him a very generous customer.

There won't be such easy marks offering tributes from now on.

"Then get out of this human's body. If Ethan sees, he's sure to ask about the wounds on his face."

Rattlesnake said.

She had promised Ethan that before the festival ended, she would take good care of this investigator. Now, with his face covered in blood, he certainly didn't look well taken care of, "Don't make me look bad."

"Of course, but you know us well; I need a new vessel."

"That's easy to handle."

Rattlesnake glanced at the golden container on the bedside table, signaling with her eyes, "You can stay in there until the festival is over."

"...Are you joking?"

The container she referred to, of course, would willingly accept its possession, allowing it to control, freely moving human.

"Your goals will soon be achieved, without needing you to do extra."

Rattlesnake said with an undeniable tone, "Otherwise, I'll tell Ethan what you've done, how you clawed this human's face... You wouldn't want to be hated by the Elemental Elves, would you?"

She saw the "investigator's" expression freeze on his face.

It was all its own doing.

Being hated by the Elemental Elves had serious consequences, to the extent that it could choke to death even while drinking water.

Even worse, they are everywhere, even in this world created by the Old Gods.

"I understand."

The demon gritted its teeth, and suddenly the investigator on the bed opened his mouth, spewing out red smoke, which lingered in the air for a moment, seeming hesitant.

It could immediately flee the mansion, but the result would be that Ethan would soon find out.

Alternatively, it could temporarily stay quietly in the container on the bedside table... Consider it enduring!

Oh well, the festival won't last long.

As the demon made its judgment, the swirling red smoke reluctantly entered the container, and after a few shakes, it stopped moving.

The "investigator," snapping back to reality, looked at Rattlesnake with a bewildered expression. After a long time, he felt the pain, the wounds on his face making him grimace.

He felt like he had been dreaming for a long time.

Rattlesnake's words confirmed his thoughts, "You had a nightmare, Investigator, take some time to recover. The festival will end soon."

...

This night, many were destined to be sleepless.

But Ethan was not among them. After waking up the next day, Rattlesnake sought him out.

This was specifically requested by Flor.

As the winner of the last festival, he planned to share some experiences with Ethan, as a seasoned participant, at Sincaro's temple, where followers erected statues of each god-chosen to commemorate them.

"Don't worry, it's just a regular meeting."

"Alright."

"But don't stir up trouble."

Rattlesnake followed behind Ethan, listening to his whispers.

The demon's secrets revealed last night kept swirling in her mind.

Ethan was not normal; he was not even human.

And now, she felt Ethan's mental state might not be as optimistic as they thought—as now, he was turning his face, speaking to the air beside him, his right hand slightly raised, as if something was holding his arm.

"Mr. Ethan, who are you talking to?"

Rattlesnake proactively started the conversation.

"Wind Element."

"You mean the Elemental Elf? What are they like?"

"A quiet and introverted literary girl."

Literary girl!?

Rattlesnake's smile froze on her face; she had never heard anyone describe Elemental Elves like that.

"With shoulder-length cyan hair, golden pupils."

Ethan described the traits of the wind element to Rattlesnake, "Rest assured, she has a good temperament and won't take extreme actions."

Yes, he was very sure.

A Wind Blade technique at proficiency Lv5 meant his rapport with the Wind Elemental Elf had reached its peak.

Which also meant, no one in this world understood Wind Elemental Elves better than he did.

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