At a manor on the outskirts of the Royal Capital, a beautiful woman with delicate features trembled as she looked at Grimmjow, who sat in a chair. She did her best to speak in a fawning tone.
"My lord, I've long been unhappy with the other members of the Eight Fingers, too. If you want me to gather them, I can do that without a problem!"
Sylma did her best to look ingratiating, even giving him a flirtatious wink. She had quite the seductive air about her, prompting Grimmjow to ask Yondu,
"Can't I have this one?"
"The boss isn't very fond of people who sell hallucinogens," Yondu replied tactfully. He'd experienced quite a few ordinary world fragments before arriving in the Death God World, so he knew better than to push his luck.
"Then she's no longer useful now that she's sent the message."
Grimmjow casually raised a hand. A flash of black light instantly swallowed Sylma whole.
His decisiveness and coldness gave Kirito and the others a start.
Lelouch felt a sinking unease. This guy doesn't seem quite right in the head!
That damn Suzaku had really picked the wrong person to trust!
Only Suzaku spoke up righteously, his voice ringing with conviction.
"Lord Grimmjow did the right thing. This woman's actions have ruined countless families. She can't be forgiven."
District 11 had also suffered from the spread of these drugs, and Suzaku hated people who dealt in them just as much.
And although Grimmjow seemed to kill people on a whim, acting according to his moods, Suzaku had keenly sensed that this lord only killed those who deserved it!
Otherwise, he and the others would never have been treated like this after clashing with Grimmjow's subordinates.
Grimmjow had been eyeing Asuna greedily the whole time, both in