I Will Eventually Become a Capitalist Tycoon? Chapter 665

But was this really reasonable?

After all—

That was Durandal's man...

Her expression dimmed a little further.

Teacher Ragna.

What should she do?

Her mentor's figure surfaced in her mind as she softly sought an answer.

But that was ultimately only a product of imagination.

It had no ability to provide answers.

The only thing that could answer her confusion.

Was the Apollyon family's Stigmata.

Since you do not know what to do from here on, then for now, set aside the thought of making an immediate decision.

The memories of your time together, after enough time has passed, will give you an answer.

It offered a certain judgment.

It seemed.

That was the only thing she could do.

Rita thought.

It was just...

Russell was far too impatient.

She looked at the date invitation, hesitation written across her face.

Reject it?

No, absolutely not.

She had already owed Russell so much. How could she reject his request for a date again?

Not reject it?

That seemed a little...

Difficult?

In that case, destroy his conquest order list.

Noticing the host's hesitation.

The Stigma spoke.

Reverse...

The conquest order?

Rita blankly froze.

What he wants is not merely your heart, is it?

The Stigma spoke bluntly.

A golden figure, like the sun itself, emerged in Rita's mind.

Was this all right?

Rita hesitated somewhat.

To thoroughly investigate the Godfather's affairs, you and Russell alone might not be enough. They were bound to meet up anyway.

It seemed.

That made sense.

Besides, was there really not even a trace of anger in your heart?

Someone had thoroughly devoured both you and the person you liked, did not even wipe his mouth, and was now preparing to carry off both the person and her heart...

Rita: "..."

Her fair little face puffed