If Hill had only suspected before that the person beneath Aislin's skin was Glasya, he could now be completely certain.
Bisozeya might have been cold and cruel, willing to strike at anyone, but she was never this... reckless.
Or rather, the former princess of Hell, who had willingly married Asmodeus for the future of the archdevils, would only have come to grief because she could not shake her habit of treating everyone as her servants, not because she lacked a mind for strategy.
If she had still been Hell's only princess, with her father—who could hold his own against both the Abyss and Hell—still above her, she would never have reduced herself to the state Glasya was in!
Why did spoiled brats never understand what mattered most?
Glasya clearly wanted her mother, who could shelter her and indulge her, to come back to life. How could she still dare to make such a mess?
Once Hill discovered these uncontrolled undead, he quickly understood what Glasya was doing... She had actually dared to use the Styx power her father had intercepted to play at raising skeletons!
She really had no brains... No, she was a spoiled young lady who played with anything that caught her eye.
She probably had not even considered the consequences of taking this stuff out to play with!
And this also resolved a minor question he had been puzzling over: why had the River Styx noticed this world so early?
True, this world's Styx Tributary had been cut off. Under normal circumstances, the River Styx would have noticed sooner or later.
But with the River Styx's reaction speed, he was invariably late.
The Abyssal Will was so much more active than the River Styx, and even getting his attention required setting off a spectacular firework!
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