Battler exchanged worried glances with Beato.
-Do not worry, Father! -Beato noticed her fatal error- Gomen, gomen!
This time Battler make fun of it and smiled for a short while. Getting as serious as he has been lately, Battler declared he had just finished with everything and took Beato's arm and, practically, dragged her to the room where the witches, demons and, particularly, some kind of angels. All of them in one single room.
When they finally reached the room, Battler glared at Erika, who was talking with Dlanor about mystery novels. Erika was talking passionately and Dlanor... well, it's hard to say if she was bored or interested; she wore the same face she often does.
Erika heard Battler footsteps, which means the room was in complete silence except for her own voice.
-Ushiromiya Battler, ready for crying? -asked the little girl between giggles.
Battler couldn't avoid smiling, maybe Erika was his enemy but... maybe fighting versus her was one of his favorites things in the world. He really enjoys it.
-I guess I had already told you that I'm ready for everything but... -after a short pause he looked at Erika- you will be the one crying.
-! Stop babbling, Battler! -The Witch of Truth mocked.
Beato, ashamed, took her eyes away from Erika's, thing that the purple haired girl noticed.
-What happened, Beato-chan? Father did something to you?
-Stop IT -Dlanor claimed- Please, Erika, don't start an useless DISCUSSION.
-Thanks, Dlanor -slowly Battler opened his eyes.
-Don't thank ME. I'm just here to help Erika in the GAMEBOARD -said Dlanor- If there's no riddle to solve, it's USELESS.
Lambdadelta didn't stay quiet.
-Talking about riddles... Erika has to solve every riddle presented.
Battler nodded with his head once. As always, it's a little unfair; the witch needs to beat the opponent once but the human has to do it with every riddle presented. So, what would be the best strategy to resolve everything faster? Easy; a mortal weapon called 'Logic Error'. Erika needs to put all her attention in the first riddle and make Battler fall in his own the logic error's hell. She would win easily and faster and of course, it would be so painful for Battler that she would be almost completely satisfied...
-Let's start, please -said the Witch of Miracles calmly- I'm already bored.
Battler looked at Bernkastel.
-Hehe, then let's start -said Battler slipping his fingers.
A thousand gold butterflies filled the air, creating the first scene of Battler's game.