Certain Death's originally indifferent eyes suddenly narrowed, and a flash of savagery crossed her face.
She was still confronting the girl in the black dress and did not make the first move.
The curve of Kurumi's lips deepened. It seemed that being a half-elf was the other girl's taboo.
As a half-elf who served as one of the Siren Theocracy's greatest powers, her identity... Kurumi had deliberately read the memories of several great nobles while in the Spirit Kingdom.
The identity of the black-and-white girl was already all but obvious to Kurumi.
"You... are the Spirit King's child?"
The girl in the air still did not move.
"I don't know."
"The Spirit King is already dead. In other words, the last relative you had in this world has also left you."
"I don't care."
"My, my?" Kurumi drew closer and closer to Certain Death. "What a terrible personality you have."
"For someone with a terrible personality to call someone else terrible is the greatest joke in the world."
"Then why aren't you laughing?" Kurumi had already arrived before Certain Death.
Certain Death remained as impassive as ever. They could even make out each other's breathing.
Kurumi lowered her gaze and quickly looked Certain Death over, frowning. "You fused with some kind of equipment?"
Certain Death stepped on empty air and retreated half a step. Her figure vanished at once, and what appeared before Kurumi was a war scythe shaped like a cross spear!
If nothing went wrong, the scythe's blade could effortlessly slash across Kurumi's face, while its hooked tip pierced straight into her chest, brutally splitting her body open with bloody violence, like using a sharp blade to cut open a fish's belly and divide the person before it in two!
"As a girl, you really shouldn't be this