"Mm, I think she's back now."
Russell said to Durandal.
As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody shadow flew in through the window and transformed into a graceful beauty.
Ash-gold shoulder-length hair, wine-red eyes, skin far too pale for a human, and slightly pointed canine teeth—all of it spoke of her identity.
—Rita.
"You've arrived, Lord Russell."
She looked at the man who had pursued her from the other end of time and greeted him in a voice as crisp as a nightingale's.
"You were really hard to deal with as a child."
The man spread his hands and sighed.
"Why did you want to send me back the moment we met so I could go on a blind date with Ragna?"
"I give up."
Those truly bizarre words gave the Blood Race beauty an odd expression.
"Ah, didn't I say you only needed to save her before Teacher Ragna came to rescue her?"
She looked at Russell and asked.
"Uh... it just feels like skipping all emotional development and directly seizing the key point is somehow a little off."
"So, why not try Lolita upbringing first?"
Russell could not help showing a touch of helplessness as he spoke.
"The facts proved that Lolita upbringing wasn't easy. Children's thoughts were actually quite unpredictable."
"Wasn't that pointless?"
Rita stared into Russell's eyes, suddenly putting on a stern expression.
"You really only needed to seize that one moment."
"All the other preparations were unnecessary—perhaps even foolish."
That sudden stern look made Bronya, standing beside them, instantly frown.
Could she be trying to harm the commander?
She immediately put down her knife and fork, glaring at Rita like a small, short-legged but loyal hunting dog.
Yet the very next second, a faint smile bloomed across the Blood Demon's face. She lightly extended