"Let's go back together, big brother."
The girl in white revealed an immaculate, innocent smile and slowly extended her hand... Her face was always smiling, yet her eyes brimmed with sorrow and seemed to glimmer with tears. Anyone would have felt pity upon seeing her.
It was a gentleness that seemed capable of melting everything.
At this moment, everything seemed to grow quiet in Leader J's eyes.
Suddenly, wind and clouds surged. A massive, hundred-meter-long sword of light abruptly slashed into Leader J's back... It was as though a silent old movie had suddenly been injected with sound effects and color.
A splash of crimson burst out. Leader J's body shuddered, and he plunged straight to the ground.
The white-clad girl's smile gradually faded. She instinctively looked at Princess Angelique, who had delivered that backstabbing strike... Was this really how things were supposed to go?
Back in the study, had Princess Angelique's conflicted reaction of love and hatred merely been an illusion?
How could she just slash him the moment she decided to?
Leader J had lost focus because of her, then been dealt a heavy blow... In other words, had she become an accomplice?
Huh?
Something felt wrong... The girl in white only felt a chill at the back of her neck. She met Princess Angelique's gaze—a gaze like that of someone looking at a corpse.
"Very good, though I don't know who you are."
"Hmm?"
Princess Angelique's face remained expressionless, but the hundred-meter greatsword in her hand instantly pointed into the distance. That sword light extended to the white-clad girl's eyes in an instant.
It was Cold Light—the cold light of death.
"None of us dared give him this hope, yet you gave it to him." Princess Angelique let out a light breath. "Besides, even if she had