The beautiful young girl crouched before the sinister woman with a faintly wicked smile, reaching out to caress her face. "Your little face is quite pretty. If someone else had come, you might not have died—perhaps you might even have been fortunate enough to serve His Majesty."
"Unfortunately, you met me. I cannot allow you to become His Majesty's woman. His Majesty already has far too many women, so you must die!"
Though the beautiful girl said this, she did not kill the sinister woman at once. Wearing a cruel smile, she took a blade and sliced open the woman's face, then cut off her ears and nose before gouging out her eyes.
The sinister woman screamed without cease, her voice filled with unbearable agony and a trace of hoarseness. Anyone who heard it felt a flicker of pity in their hearts.
Yet the screaming did not stop. It only grew more miserable, stabbing into people's nerves.
The beautiful young girl smiled cruelly. "Your body is beautiful too," she said, cutting off the sinister woman's fingers one by one with a dagger. She then stripped off the woman's clothes, looked at what lay on her chest, and sliced that off with the dagger as well.
Starting from her chest, she used the dagger to slowly cut downward, opening the sinister woman's chest and abdomen bit by bit, exposing her organs as blood streamed endlessly out.
At last, the sinister woman let out one final piercing scream and died where she lay. Still unsatisfied, the beautiful girl cut off her head, stored it in her storage ring, and left.
This family was likewise slaughtered to the last. Not a single one survived—not even the livestock. It was extermination in the truest sense of the word.
Within a mountain stronghold, three men