"Exhilarating! Satisfying!"
After dealing with everyone, Leone felt a little tired, but also thoroughly exhilarated.
It had been so long since she had fought and slaughtered like this!
And now... the abbot of Imperial Fist Temple stared dumbfoundedly at Night Raid before him, no longer sending people to their deaths.
"Y-you...!"
The abbot pointed at the Night Raid members standing before him like gods of slaughter, unable to get the words out.
These were all disciples of Rakshasa Courtyard! Though they had not yet reached the level of the Four Rakshasa Demons, that did not mean they were weak.
Even a Rakshasa Demon would find it nearly impossible to defeat so many Rakshasa Courtyard disciples, yet these Night Raid members...
"Imperial Fist Temple, what do you have to say for yourselves now? When you joined forces with the minister to throw the Empire into chaos, did you ever imagine this day would come?
Tonight, every member of Night Raid will carry out heaven's justice and cut down the forces supporting the minister, the source of the Empire's darkness!"
Facing the abbot's reaction, Night Raid could tell that he was no weakling. After all, this was no ordinary temple—how could someone weak become the abbot of Imperial Fist Temple? Even so, they looked upon everyone present with contempt. Leone clenched her fists and spoke solemnly.
"So that's it!"
Only after hearing Leone's words did the abbot realize... the real reason Imperial Fist Temple had been attacked tonight was its cooperation with the minister.
But what could these self-righteous assassins possibly understand?
"Hmph, right and wrong are not for the likes of you to judge! We merely stand on different sides. And do you really think we have no way of dealing with you?"
Though he was deeply shocked by the strength