"Are you the one who defeated Riful and left her badly wounded?"
Luciela ignored the apprentices' reactions and studied Artoria with interest, a hint of provocation in her eyes.
Clearly, she had only learned that two powerful outsiders had appeared on this land after recently receiving the joint invitation from Isley and Riful, and had come here specifically to discover the truth.
As one of the abyssals whom even the Organization deeply feared, Luciela had her own pride and conceit. She simply did not believe anyone in this world could severely wound or even kill her in an instant.
As for Isley and Riful's stern warnings, she regarded them as a ploy by her old rivals to pressure her into forming an alliance.
The island's villages and towns remained relatively independent, while Yoma, awakened beings, bandits, and wild beasts ran rampant in the wilderness. Thus, despite its modest overall size, information traveled extremely slowly. Events in the north might remain unknown in the south for months or even years.
Luciela, who spent all her time lounging in the warm south, knew absolutely nothing about what had happened in the west and north.
So after receiving Isley and Riful's invitation to form an alliance, instead of replying immediately, she became curious about the Holy Light Church that had suddenly risen within her territory and came in person to meet Artoria.
While she was here, she also wanted to see just what kind of power this woman, whom people called the "Saintess" or "Holy Light Messenger," possessed to have frightened her old rival Riful so badly.
"If you mean the woman who could turn her body into tentacles, then yes. If someone hadn't stopped me, she would already be dead. As far as I'm concerned, every last one of you man-eating monsters