Theodore dess
Just as the demon stopped laughing, he felt a dull ring drill in his head. Right, he was still bound to her. Amusing, altough not as amusing as Umaru-chan. Was she truly asking him for help? Wow, she was really desperate. And that faint voice he could hear...
However, it's not like she should have much trouble either way. After all, she did kill him in his prime. Besides, he was no hero nor did he have a particular reason to let her boss him around. He didn't even have a reason to save her. It didn't matter to him one bit if she died horribly or not, his life would not change one bit.
But he wasn't the type who could hear a cry for help and not bat an eye.
With a tired sigh, he got up from the bench and scratched the back of his head tiredly. And at that moment, he made a decision. He wasn't sure if it was the right one or not, but he did make a promise back then. Besides, he did need to test this body out.
"Alright, alright. I'm going." He said nonchalantly, as if annoyed that he had to get up his ass and do something other than lazing around. Well, since she called him he didn't need to come on foot, which was good. Instead, he simply dissappeared in a cloud of pink smoke.
(In the casltle)
Just as the masked man answered, a cloud of colourful smoke and confetti burst behind him. Unenthousiastic clapping sounds could be heard, revealing a detached figure clad in white. Jeez, what a pain. It seemed he just kept attracting more and more trouble.
"A scrapper character trying to take the lead, how admirable. Sadly, whoever conducted this play gave you too many lines. Didn't you have a laboratory to prepare, Relius Clover?"
Then, he walked a few steps forwards Irisviel. Unlike her servant, his gaze looked cold and detached. His voice was different, his step was different, his blank expression and the way his empty eyes pierced the girl like a thousand red hot needles was different.
But if he was different from her servant Tohuw, who was he? Well, that didn't matter.
"I suppose this is the part where I play hero and try to stop you from taking the damsel in distress, but sadly I just don't feel like it." He said to the girl in white before stroking his neck, running his finger down what had once been a fatal wound.
"It still hurts you know?"