Chaotic "Terra"

The black fog churned. After the three lords left, Nimrod spread his spirituality outward, confirmed there was no one around Dementyeva, and pulled her into the "Kingdom of Disorder."

"My Lord." After the Witch of Joy, Dementyeva, bowed, she began her report: "My Lord, I have already become the lover of Ilias, the head of the Puvier family that controls the Administratum. He has fallen under my control."

"Yesterday, at a social banquet, Maria gave the statue You instructed to Marshal Lenormand."

"This has made Raspadori, the naval marshal of House Kostis, extremely displeased."

Nimrod nodded slightly. That Spirit Sculpture was different from the other statues. He had made it with Double-Number Black Gold, allowing it to carry more spirituality in the real world.

"At eleven eleven tomorrow night, execute the plan."

"I shall follow Your will."

The next day, eleven o'clock at night.

Civitas, a western city of High City in "Terra."

The "Witch," wearing a backless gown, her green eyes like gemstones, skillfully "instigated" the defense officer.

"Giuliano, stop hesitating."

Her long, fair fingers slid across the man's chest.

"Ilias is in charge of the Administrative Court. With his permission, what are you still afraid of?"

"Besides, I'll help you."

"Kill Julian, who used his power to force you to sell your shop at a low price."

The "Witch" turned slightly, and black flames rose from her left hand.

"I'll help you kill him. After that, all of Civitas will be yours."

Giuliano glanced at the stunner in his arms and suddenly pulled her tight against him.

"You'll be mine too."

The "Witch" smiled. She saw fire and disaster.

Eleven eleven.

The "Witch" raised her right hand and wiped it across her face, instantly making her features hazy and blurred.

At the same time, the "Witch" chanted an