Indeed, there was no need to clean up.
Slender, towering peaks, silent birch forests, crystals carpeting the ground... Some had been completely flattened by machine-gun fire, while others had turned to nothing amid the flames.
Red had witnessed the entire process, recording it in silence.
"The bullets melted when they came within three meters of you."
"Sharp eyes. As expected of an assassin."
"A cleaner."
Red corrected her. She preferred that archaic, euphemistic title. Red clearly was not the type to speak so subtly; Kal'tsit must have made her like it.
"Doctor Kal'tsit told me to find traitors, clean up traitors, and repeat..."
That was Red's mission: find, clean up, like a precise machine.
After explaining, she still stubbornly stood where she was, as though waiting for the fire to burn out and checking whether any traces remained to be cleaned up. Red would not rashly trust a simple blaze.
She waited, and Hoshino waited as well, for the notification that the mission was complete.
The snake collapsed across the earth gradually burned until it no longer had any recognizable shape. Crystals and corpses mingled together, all turning into fine inorganic salts that drifted into the air.
The ground that bore the flames grew harder and harder beneath the scorching heat, taking on the texture of ceramic.
It even echoed when tapped.
A pleasant system notification sounded beside her ear. The Void Blade had been stored away, and all ugliness had vanished beneath the sky.
Hoshino looked to her side and found Red staring straight at her.
"Your flames are very convenient."
"Convenient for what?"
The gray wolf's ears bobbed lightly as Red answered bluntly, "Destroying corpses and erasing evidence."
This sort of natural airhead who quietly said murderous things always caught people off guard. Hoshino had not expected that