Afraid of attracting attention, the two women had deliberately made their makeup less flattering. Even so, their figures still looked stunning beneath their palace dresses, and Ultraman stole several extra glances at them.
Once they left the room, Perona hurriedly asked, "Did you give her the sword?"
Since Kuina was posing as the princess, carrying Wado Ichimonji would have been awkward. Perona and Robin had taken charge of slipping it to her. Kuina had entered the bridal chamber without it, but now she had the sword.
Wado Ichimonji lay hidden on the bed beneath Kuina. She was not nervous at all. Listening to Ultraman's footsteps, she gripped the sword tightly, ready to stab him the moment he came close.
"Heh... I can't wait." Ultraman walked forward, chuckling smugly. He had no idea the Death God had already set his sights on him.
When he reached Kuina, Ultraman drew a deep breath, his face filling with rapture. "You smell wonderful! Hahaha... Here I come, darling!"
He reached out and lifted Kuina's veil. His eyes widened in shock. "You're not the princess."
Squelch!
At that same instant, Wado Ichimonji plunged into his chest.
Blood immediately ran down the blade. Kuina wanted Ultraman dead, but when the moment came, she held back.
A thrust through the heart would certainly have killed him. Instead, Kuina had stabbed him in the chest, missing his vital organs and letting him narrowly escape death.
"Damn you! You're trying to kill me!"
Ultraman roared in fury, his eyes bulging, and slammed a fist into Kuina. She had not expected him to fight back. Killing him now would not be so easy.
"Guards!" Ultraman shouted toward the door. Clutching his wound, he ran for it.
No sooner had he shouted than two Holy Knights rushed in. Both wore black