Their conversation lasted longer than he expected, and the celebration was already underway when he got out.

There were groups of people, some small and some large, scattered all over the vast fortress. Everyone was laughing, drinking, and enjoying themselves.

When he turned his eyes to a particularly loud spot, he saw people of various races rolling on the ground, laughing.

At the center of their attention was Hoshino Urara.

“And… KWAAAA! The beam hit her hard, and she stumbled like this….”

She wobbled as she mimicked Twisted Kindness being attacked by Raging Temperance.

They seemed to be talking about the battle she fought in the Spirit Realm.

“She’s an interesting person.”

Gabriel muttered.

Seol Jihu didn’t respond. His mind was still occupied with the unexpected proposal he’d received a moment ago.

Gabriel asked as they slowly entered the scene of the festival.

“Are you uncomfortable?”

“No, that’s not it.”

Seol Jihu said after a moment of reflection.

“I think it’s a generous offer. Humanity does need to change.”

“Perhaps the word ‘revolution’ would be more fitting. Some Earthlings might think the plan is too radical. Isn’t that what you’re worried about?”

“It’s not that I’m worried, but…. I actually have a question.”

“What is it? Do ask.”

“Is it okay? It’s about the Fallen Angels.”

“Us? Now that interests me even more.”

“I heard the Fallen Angels are foreign to Paradise, just like the Parasites.”

Gabriel almost stopped but managed to keep walking.

“How did the Fallen Angels end up in Paradise?”

Gabriel smiled bitterly.

“Ah. This is why you should never make a promise when you’re in a good mood.”

She said in a vaguely regretful tone and glanced at Seol Jihu.

“It’s not exactly a secret, but… do you really want to know?”

“Yes. Personally,...