Very familiar, very nostalgic...
Was she referring to the Death God's Ring on the Admiral of Hell's hand?
Sifa put down his cup and did not pursue the subject. The Admiral of Hell had already escaped, and there was no telling when they would meet again. Besides, Ludwell really was quite powerful. Even when Sifa and Levtor had attacked together, Ludwell had managed to kill his marionette. If Sifa took him on alone, he might well come to grief.
Of course, with the Future nearby and Cattleya, a fellow Tarot Club member, close at hand, Sifa had held back at the time. He had not used Ghost Scream's Sequence 4 abilities. Otherwise, hunting down the Admiral of Hell would not have been impossible.
"I'm going out for a walk." Kardashian stood up and moved toward the door.
Sifa was startled. This was a Loen colony. If Kardashian decided to replenish the "prisoners" in her prison, who knew how many people would suffer?
He was about to speak when Kardashian beat him to it. "Relax. I won't kill anyone. There's no need for now."
As expected of a Spectator. She knows exactly what I'm thinking.
"Wait."
Sifa stopped her anyway and took out some money-soli, gold pounds, and a few pennies-and pushed it all into Kardashian's hands.
Kardashian raised her head. "What are you doing?"
"Just walking around would be boring. You could have a drink at a bar. That's enough money to buy everyone there drinks all night. But before you go, you'd better change your appearance. The way you look now..." Sifa shrugged.
Kardashian narrowed her eyes slightly. "What about it?"
Sifa coughed into his fist. "You're too charming and too beautiful. You'll cause a commotion, especially in that dress."
Kardashian paused, then frowned. "What a nuisance."
Her appearance