Gasta Wants to Sell Out His Country; Familiar Faces Meet

She appeared calm and unhurried as she answered Gasta's question at an almost leisurely pace.

"This? I was just a little hungry, so I helped myself to a few of their souls."

Testarossa smiled as she spoke words cold enough to chill one's heart.

"You demon, what do you take lives for!?"

"Die!"

The fury in Gasta's heart directly suppressed his fear, and he unleashed his trump card without hesitation.

His ultimate move.

"Funeral Song!"

This was Gasta's final trump card, his ultimate secret technique.

It was a skill that launched sonic attacks at the surrounding space. Since it was a sonic attack, it could harm even spiritual lifeforms like demons.

However, just as Gasta thought his Death's Funeral Song would injure this damned demon, Testarossa revealed an intoxicated smile.

"What a wonderful melody!"

"The tone is exceptionally pleasant to the ears. I must say, not only are you an Imperial soldier, but you are also an outstanding musician?"

"Unfortunately, I must now kill you, such an excellent musician. Because..."

"You are an enemy standing against the Demon Country Federation, against Lord Morax!"

With that, Testarossa shook her head regretfully and slowly opened her beautiful eyes, which had been closed for the sake of the wonderful music.

Testarossa still looked kind and gentle, but anyone with even slightly sharp instincts could sense the chilling killing intent radiating from her body.

Seeing Testarossa like this, Gasta realized that his final secret technique—the Death's Funeral Song he had regarded as his trump card—had not affected the monster before him in the slightest.

What kind of monster was this!?

Demon nobility?!

No, it had to be more than that! At the very least, one of those monsters that had lived for over a thousand years!

At that moment, Gasta had fallen completely into