She is not an investigator.

The Gods' Fool - Torrential Rain: Chapter Fifty-Five, I've Come Back for You

"You really are... unpredictable."

Isabella pulled Igris aside to a corner and looked at the enormous monster that the clockmaker had transformed into not far away.

"Let's put the crow thing aside for now. Do you have any good ideas on how to deal with that guy?"

"..."

Igris didn't speak, but just quietly looked at Isabella.

Clearly, if she had, she wouldn't be in this state now, her body almost completely drained of time, so weak she would seem to shatter at the slightest touch.

But Isabella couldn't see her resentful gaze, and even if she did, she would only laugh at Igris.

"No matter what, just stay here and lie down."

"..."

Igris was taken away from the center of the battlefield, which was indeed a chance for her to rest properly, but they wouldn't have much time, and it wouldn't be enough for Igris to really rest for long.

The torrential rain hanging in the sky could fall at any moment, and when that happens...

"Hey, interested in getting the big one?"

A familiar voice called out from afar, causing Igris to turn her head to look.

Alex arrived quickly, unfurling his special iron rod and standing beside Isabella.

"Big one?"

Boom—

The watchmaker's huge and bulky body quickly approached, but a figure appeared in front of him, drawing all his attention.

That's... a magician?

He casually waved something unseen, and the watchmaker carelessly crushed it over his body, leaving only countless flower petals behind.

Igris had seen this trick before; at least the magician had used it on her.

The next moment, countless points of light suddenly appeared around the clockmaker's body, and scorching flames and ear-piercing roars burst forth, unleashing a series of violent explosions.

Even from a great distance, the shockwave from the explosion still reached Igris's face, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder.

She had never seen this move before.

The magician appeared beside them, looking at the clockmaker who was surrounded by explosions but was still unharmed, his expression filled with sadness and bitterness.

However, he seemed to always have this expression.

"See? It's obvious that physical means can't take it down. Even bombs won't work, let alone these toys we have."

Alex seemed to have anticipated this, and that was exactly what she was going to say—about preparing to gamble.

"Do you have any other ideas?"

"It's simple, just open that gap."

"?"

Isabella's confusion deepened. If she understood correctly, Alex meant to stop repairing the time rift and allow it to widen.

Putting aside how much this conflicts with their original goals, even if they did do it, what would be the point?

Alex could see Isabella's lack of understanding, but given the situation, unless the watchmaker surrendered, this was probably the only way.

"Ordinary cracks would probably go unnoticed, but what if we made a big hole in it?"

"I can not understand what you say."

Isabella lacked this knowledge and had no idea what kind of person Alex was really trying to attract through this method.

But as Igris leaned against the wall, a name kept popping into her mind.

She had almost forgotten where she had seen the name—in an ancient book? Or in some period of history?

But Igris could still pronounce His name clearly.

"The Great Wolf, Lord of Tindalos, M'shisha."

Alex turned his head slightly and smiled gently at Igris.

"Yes."

"no…"

Igris shook her head and said with a serious expression.

"Leaving aside whether you can actually attract His attention... if He were to attempt to reach the mortal realm through the cracks, the damage would be far more irreparable than the storm itself..."

To get rid of the wolves lurking in front of his house, he went to seek the tiger's help.

This isn't just naivety; it's downright horribly stupid.

“But we have no other choice. If we continue in this stalemate, we will definitely die. But if we are willing to gamble, to gamble on the possibility of luck, then we still have a chance.”

Don't forget, the watchmaker's original intention was never simply to attract torrential rain and change Molkens.

His goal, from beginning to end, has been to erase the future, the future of all humanity, and start anew.

Molkens is his first stop, but it won't be his last.

And now, this is probably the only chance to defeat him.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's do it! The worst that can happen is death!"

At this moment, Isabella, who had long been prepared to die, appeared quite magnanimous.

"Then it's decided. Please go back and tell everyone this news."

Alex spoke to the magician, who nodded and quickly left, heading towards the watch shop.

Igris didn't know whether this decision was good or bad, but she had a vague feeling that her fate was probably no longer entirely in her own hands.

She hated this feeling.

"What should we do next?"

“We can throw Igris, who is lying in the back, out to the watchmaker.”

"?"

Alex chuckled and, under Isabella's bewildered gaze, continued speaking.

"You can also protect her before anything starts... Which do you choose?"

"What a lame joke..."

Isabella pursed her lips, but still secretly turned her head to glance at Igris behind her.

"If I can see the sun rise tomorrow, I hope she will not forget everything I did for her."

"You're really greedy."

As Igris watched the two figures in front of her approach the watchmaker's writhing body simultaneously, an indescribable feeling instantly filled her mind.

Igris didn't know how to describe the feeling; it was probably a sense of powerlessness, anxiety, and the sadness of being unable to do anything.

She disliked the feeling of hiding behind others, but she had no choice but to do so at this moment.

But without warning, a strand of white silk suddenly wrapped around Igris's arm.

It flipped up and down, lifting Igris's arm as if to greet her.

The familiar silk threads reminded Igris of someone.

“…Emilida?”

The next moment, Igris's body was suddenly surrounded by silk threads and pulled up from the ground, held in mid-air.

Amelida crept over from a corner and waved at Igris, who was hanging in the sky.

"I've come back to find you."

The Gods' Fool - The Rainstorm: Chapter Fifty-Six, The Great Wolf

"...Why did you tie me up?"

“Alex wouldn’t let me stay here. She said it was dangerous and was going to send me away on a steam train, but I jumped off halfway through. I don’t think anyone will notice.”

Jumping off a steam train is something probably only Emily Rida could do.

But that's clearly not the point.

"Then why did you tie me up?"

“I looked all over the bus but couldn’t find you. I finally asked other people and found out you didn’t get on the bus at all, so I immediately ran back to find you. Shall we go? Although I feel like it might be too late to leave now.”

"Then why did you tie me up?!"

"..."

Amelida was silent for a moment, then looked at Igris hanging in the sky and said in a deep voice.

"You're so dirty... but it's okay, I won't mind, just like you never mind me before."

Her body was pulled by white silk threads, and she came to Igris, brushing Igris's bangs, which were covered in mud and bloodstains, aside.

"So why... did you tie me up?"

That's not the point.

"That's the key point! Put me down!"

"Well…"

Amelida reluctantly untied the silken threads binding Igris and held her in her arms.

Although she could have simply placed Igris on the ground, it didn't seem to matter where Igris lay now.

"Although it's not appropriate to say this now, and you really shouldn't have come, since you're here, could you please lend me a hand?"

Igris will probably not be able to recover her fighting ability in a short time, but Emily is different.

Although she looks...

It's much weaker than before, but it's still a supernatural being.