Yet the sharp blade seemed to have struck an invisible, unyielding barrier. It stopped a finger's width from the sole of Kuta's foot, unable to advance any farther.
"She really has lost her mind."
Kuta lowered his head and looked down into Charlotte Linlin's blood-red eyes, devoid of reason. He could sense the soul she had imprisoned deep within her own mind.
His gaze sharpened, and red light surfaced in his azure-blue pupils.
At that moment, his gaze seemed to pierce the blood-red veil in Charlotte Linlin's eyes, revealing the soul hidden beneath.
He saw a house and a crowd of tall children.
Yes, children.
"Are they Giants?"
By now, Kuta knew where this was.
"Sheep's House."
Sure enough, he found the real Charlotte Linlin among the crowd—a little Charlotte Linlin dressed in pink, looking like a princess.
With an innocent smile, she held the hand of an old woman dressed as a nun, whose face wore a false smile brimming with kindness.
They were walking toward the enormous cake set out in the clearing in front of the house.
"Is this what you see when you lose consciousness?"
"No wonder you keep wanting cake."
Chapter 419: Those About to Die Are Better Off Knowing Less
Sheep's House.
It was an orphanage founded in the Giants' homeland of Elbaf by Mother Carmel, the previous wielder of the Soul-Soul Fruit. It took in homeless children regardless of race or background.
In truth, all her outward kindness was an act. Her real identity was that of a human trafficker with fifty years of criminal dealings behind her.
She worked with the World Government, regularly selling particularly talented children in her care to the Navy or CIPHER-POL.
The original story never mentioned what happened to those with poor potential.
But their fate probably