"Come on, kill me, sweep away the chaos, correct the Singularity—will that make you feel satisfied?! A partner of justice? How laughable!"
Caster clamored. Death was nothing to him; he would rather disgust Lianye a little more than change his tune, even in death.
"I have no intention of becoming a partner of justice, nor could I ever become one. But what you did was far too excessive."
"Then kill me and make me pay for those people with my life. What a pity—hah, hah, hah! Even if you used me as a blood sacrifice, the dead would never come back to life."
"No problem—kill you? That's only natural. Every time I see you, I'll kill you. I'll make sure you can't even leave the Hall of Heroes for the rest of your life!"
No matter how many times he killed Caster, it would never be enough to vent his hatred, because the blood staining Caster's hands far exceeded what one person could ever repay.
"But do you really think being killed by me will settle everything?"
"..."
If Lianye truly wanted to assassinate Caster, his eyes would not even blink as he drove down the hidden blade. The only reason he had spared the man was to obtain an answer that satisfied him.
"What do you think will happen to that Jeanne d'Arc (alter) after you die?"
"..."
Caster's arrogant air instantly subsided. Even the Dragon Witch, who possessed the Holy Grail, could not resist someone capable of driving back ancient evil gods.
"Your death is merely death. At worst, you'll switch Saint Graphs, change bodies, and come out again to commit evil. As long as the demonic tale of 'Gilles de Rais (Bluebeard)' has not ended, your existence cannot be erased at its root."
Lianye did not possess