Governor-General of Loyalty and Trust

"Everyone get on! Hurry, hurry!"

Pastel climbed onto the airship railing and waved both arms. Cultists swarmed onto the airship.

"I never thought this day would come."

Beside her, Lord Demon wore a peculiar expression.

"To think we are fleeing from the United Kingdom's troops alongside the church we are supposed to be subjugating! If Blossom saw this, she would have a word to say."

Pastel hopped down from the railing.

"Wouldn't Dad get an earful rather than Lord Demon? If he had any face to save, he wouldn't be able to proudly work in the high priest position!"

Right, right!

"If Dad has a conscience, I think he should take all the nagging Lord Demon would hear in your place! Mom didn't even ask him to, but he went and locked Lord Demon in the underground prison just for being a romantic rival!"

Wait...