A little trick?
The Blood Emperor slowly breathed in and out, calming himself.
All right.
During this period, he had seen far too many incomprehensible nonhumans like this.
"Coming at this hour, Madam, you surely didn't come here just to look around."
The Blood Emperor was still able to remain calm.
As an emperor, he actually possessed excellent qualities. At the very least, among the rulers of this world, he could be considered outstanding.
If it had been someone else.
In this situation, they would probably have collapsed long ago, or at the very least fallen into tremendous fear for their own safety.
But the Blood Emperor.
He didn't care about his own safety. Or rather, he had long since prepared himself to face anything.
"You're quite impressive." Bismarck gave him this assessment.
She had originally been a commander of the Iron Blood Faction and advocated its militarized, iron-blooded ways. The Blood Emperor's bearing actually resembled hers in several respects.
She wasn't the only one who had noticed this. The Blood Emperor had noticed it as well.
The beautiful and mysterious woman before him had definitely been a general.
"Thank you for the compliment." The Blood Emperor relaxed somewhat.
At least based on this initial contact, she didn't seem like an enemy.
"You should understand what your actions truly mean, shouldn't you?" Bismarck took a few steps, seemingly surveying the surroundings.
The area was heavily guarded.
It was clear that he hadn't abandoned his defenses just because they were fundamentally useless against someone like her.
"Meaning? Are you referring to saving the world?" The Blood Emperor's tone became relaxed as well.
That was his usual personality. Otherwise, he would have found it difficult to endure such enormous pressure.
"No." Bismarck turned to look at him. "It's like striking an egg