Thus, Canary had these girls help handle matters as well. Every time, they used iron-fisted methods and loved collecting heads.
But compared to this group's past behavior, this was already quite good.
In the past, they had acted entirely on their whims, turning the world into Hell.
Now that they were here, she restrained them somewhat.
However, the main reason she could restrain them was that their power system was still incompatible with this side, preventing them from properly exerting their strength.
At that moment, another girl appeared before her—a petite girl wearing a dress adorned with sparse decorations.
"What do you want?"
Pest, the girl who had arrived, spoke in a frosty voice.
"There's something I need your cooperation with."
Canary ignored the hostility in Pest's gaze.
She knew why Pest was like this. After all, Pest's tragedy had been caused by her own hand.
In order to make the Utopian Demon King disappear, she had created eighty million undead. Pest was the representative of those eighty million undead and had every right to hate her and seek revenge.
"What is it?"
Although Pest knew the person before her was the true culprit behind the eighty million undead, and knew the truth of why she had done it, she could not simply cast aside her hatred.
However, there was another true culprit. Pest could not ruin the greater cause for her own personal desires.
"It goes like this..."
As she listened to the other woman's plan, Pest's expression immediately became complicated.
That guy was actually willing to go this far to save Leticia's sister.
"That pervert is being so eager because he's after Leticia's sister too, isn't he?"
After hearing everything, Pest curled her lip and said so.
"So, little Pest, are you jealous?"
"N-No, I'm not! Why would