"Teacher." Oliva, seated in Rute's flying vessel, called out softly.
"You saw it?" Rute gently closed his eyes before letting out a faint sigh.
"Aislin was someone who loved deceiving herself. No matter how many people she killed, she would always find herself an acceptable reason.
Even if that reason was for her own benefit, it was still a reason."
So Aislin, who always believed her actions were not wrong, would never wear that kind of smile that said, I'm going to screw someone over and get them killed.
In a world where every man was for himself and heaven destroyed those who did not, only those who killed others for no reason at all could be considered evil.
For the sake of one's own life, for one's own future, crushing competitors before they could grow was only natural.
And Aislin was one of the best people in this world at talking herself around... She believed every soul lost at her hands had died as it should.
That Aislin actually lived quite comfortably every day... Her greatest pain was not even being tricked by another pretty boy recently.
But the pretty boys who tricked her usually ended up rather miserably too.
Although Oliva had always thought Aislin had something seriously wrong with her, he had never imagined he would see such a savage, vicious expression on that face.
Before this, he had never thought Aislin might be the problem... Even after he guessed that someone in his faction had betrayed them, Oliva had never suspected Aislin.
Of course, if Aislin suddenly stabbed him, Oliva, over some impulsive emotion of hers, that would have been perfectly normal. But stabbing Rute in the back?
Even when that girl was immersed in the craziest love affair, she could still calm down in front