Emilia agreed to get revenge on Brax and Darius.

Nero smirked and placed his hand on his chin. “But then again, it’s because of them I am free.”

Emilia’s eyes widened as her face went pale.

“If they hadn’t betrayed you and stabbed you, my seal wouldn’t have broken, and I would still be sealed.”

Emilia’s eyes got teary, and she curled up her lower lip.

“In fact, I should thank them instead,” Nero smirked.

Emilia glared at Nero with her teary eyes and gritted her teeth. Seeing her reaction, Nero moved his hand towards Emilia and patted her on the head. “I was joking, so stop looking at me like that.”

Nero grinned and said with a calm face, “How do you want to kill them?”

“…” Emilia didn’t say anything.

Nero sighed and let go of Emilia’s hand. “Come on; we are going to take revenge. Wear clothes.”

Emilia glanced around and said, “I don’t have clothes. My old ones were stained with blood.”

“Hmm?” Nero looked at Emilia and said with a puzzled face. “You can just summon a new one like I just did.”

Nero spun around and showed his clothes to Emilia.

“I don’t know how to do it,” Emilia muttered.

“Uhh… you just have to imagine the magic covering your body, and then the rest would be automatically taken care of.”

Emilia looked at Nero and asked, “Can’t you just do it for me?”

“I can’t.”

“Why? You just need to snap, right?”

“My snap does nothing. It’s just a trigger to use a little of my power. I am just too strong that if I use a little more of my power, I will blow up this entire dungeon.”

Emilia squinted her eyes and made an ‘O’ with her lips, “You are lying.”

“Why would I lie?” He sighed and walked to Emilia, “Alright, I will show you.”

Nero raised his hand and spoke, “Keep your eye on that bed.”

Nero snapped, and the bed was destroyed into pieces. “See that? It wasn’t my snap, but my magic.”

“But it happened because you snapped.”

“Yes, but that’s because the snap triggered… argh! Why am I wasting my time here explaining how my snap works.”

Emilia puffed her cheek and glanced at Nero. “So I just have to imagine wearing the magic, and it will be converted into clothes, right?”

“Yeah,” Nero nodded.

Emilia closed her eyes and snapped as she let go of the blanket.

Nero frowned his face and stared at Emilia.

Emilia opened her eyes and looked at her body, then her face flushed as she screamed and picked up the blanket.

“It didn’t work!”

“…” Nero was speechless. He had never seen a person like her.

Emilia snapped again and peeked under the blanket. “I am still naked.”

She then snapped and snapped, but nothing happened.

“It’s not working!”

Nero face-palmed himself and rubbed his hand on his forehead. “Why the hell are you snapping?”

“It will work after I snap, right?”

‘Is she an idiot?’ Nero thought to himself and opened his mouth to say, “Are you an idiot or something?” And he said it without holding back.

“It’s your fault! You are not explaining correctly!”

“I am not your teacher, and why would I even need to explain anything? You are an angel, and you should know all that.”

“I don’t remember anything!”

“…” Nero stopped and wondered, ‘She said she had no memories when she woke up, but she should still know things like these.”

“You seriously don’t remember or know anything about yourself?” Nero asked with a serious look on his face.

Emilia shook her head and said with a sad expression on her face, “I didn’t even know my name.” She looked at her hand where her name was previously tattooed.

‘This is weird. It makes no sense. Angels are the species far more advanced than any other race. Even if she is a half-angel, she should know the basic things.’

Nero looked at Emilia, who just started snapping again. ‘Maybe I am thinking too much?’

“Ahem!” Nero cleared his throat. “Stop snapping. It won’t work. Try to imagine the type of clothes you want to wear, and let your magic flow. Once you think the magic has covered your body, stop imagining and release your magic.”

Nero explained as calmly as he could.

Emilia closed her eyes but soon opened them and looked at Nero— or rather, at his clothes.

“What about colors? How can I get the color I want?” Emilia asked.

“Just imagine that color.”

‘I am curious how she survived so far.’

Emilia once again closed her eyes.

Nero watched her as she tried to summon clothes. ‘I can feel her power even from this much distance between us.’

Nero pondered as he kept watching Emilia. ‘Interesting. She is only using her magic, but it’s strong. If she uses—’

Emilia opened her eyes, peeked inside the blanket, and then looked at Nero with a worried look on her face.

“What’s wrong?” Nero asked curiously.

Emilia removed the blanket and revealed her body to Nero, but this time, she was wearing transparent clothes.

Nero couldn’t help but let out a chuckle and said, “When you released your magic, it dispersed everything. Try again, and this time, don’t release too much magic.”

He said that to her, but on the inside, he thought, ‘She is a pervert.’

Emilia closed her eyes and tried again.

‘Her magic is even stronger this time.’ Nero’s interest piqued.

Emilia opened her eyes and glanced at her body, then looked at Nero with a wide smile on her face, “I did it!”

Nero nodded as he thought, ‘Look at her. She looks so happy like she has done something great.’

Nero walked to the door as he said, “Let’s go now. We have wasted so much time here.”

“What if they have already left?” Emilia asked.

Nero stopped walking and looked back at Emilia with a confident look on his face, “I didn’t sense any life. Either they are already dead or deep within a chamber.”

“Uhh… how much time has passed since… you found me? What time is it now?”

Nero shrugged his shoulders, “How would I know? I was sealed here. You should know what time it is.”

“But I was unconscious.”

“Hmm.” Nero raised his eyebrows, “Do you remember what time it was when you entered this dungeon?”

“It was night,” Emilia replied.

“Anything else?” Nero asked.

“We entered the dungeon when it was an early night. Then cleared the first floor. Then… this is the second floor.”

“So let’s assume it took you one hour to clear the first floor, then you mentioned that your party stopped to take a rest, correct?”

Emilia nodded and said, “Then on our way to the second floor, this happened.”

So another one hour, and when I found you… hmm…” Nero pondered.

“After that, how many hours has it been?” Emilia asked.

“It took me around three hours to heal you.”

“Then currently, it should be early morning, right?”

Nero frowned his face and squinted his eyes, “Did you forget what happened after I healed you?”

Emilia’s face flushed as she muttered, “How long did that continue?”

Nero stared at Emilia and asked in a solemn voice, “Do you really want to know that?”

“I only want to know it so I can know what’s the time right now,” she said in a low voice.

Nero opened his mouth and uttered, “12.”

“12 minutes?”

“Hours… you did it for 12 hours.”

“No way! I don’t believe it!” Her voice was no longer low.

“I don’t care if you believe me or not.” Nero walked out of the room.

Emilia quickly rushed to him while yelling, “Wait!”

Emilia walked out and stopped as she remembered everything again. She couldn’t forget it.

Nero looked back and tilted his head at Emilia, “Walk faster, or I will leave you behind.”