"Ah, yes, it was me. Happy now? What exactly do you know?"
Werther sat cross-legged on the bed with Intent Blood laid across his legs. He took out a bottle of wine and had a sip.
The Girl patted her chest, trying to steady herself, as though forcing herself to calm down.
She sensed an opportunity—a chance for revenge. The man before her was a monster whose name was known throughout the New World!
"My name is Jie. I was born on this island. It's called Buga Island."
"It used to be a thriving place, but two hundred years ago, something strange happened. The same thing that's happening now: young girls across the island began falling unconscious."
Werther interrupted Jie.
"Wait. This Lord Ohm of yours appeared two hundred years ago?"
Werther was surprised. Even in the Pirate World, creatures that lived for two hundred years were rare; there were only a few kinds.
Jie paid no attention to Werther and nodded.
"Yes. She appeared two hundred years ago. After that, the island's Hot Springs began disappearing. Only a handful are left today."
"There used to be more than a hundred Hot Springs here. Celestial Dragons and Marine officers loved coming here to bathe and vacation. They say this place wasn't even called the New World back then."
The Girl sighed. Werther let her continue.
"My family used to run a Hot Spring too, but the last disaster happened in our home."
"My Older Sister was one of the victims. I was only nine, but I'll never forget the sight of her waking up the second time, picking up a kitchen knife and walking toward the Blood Sacrifice Pool."
"My father tried to stop my Older Sister from going to the Blood Sacrifice Pool. She cut his throat with one