Mirror stopped in her tracks, her expression calm and unreadable.
"Why are you here?"
She knew who it was from the voice alone.
Lilith skipped out with a soft laugh, the bells on her feet tinkling. She gave a little yawn, her eyes closed, looking just like an innocent, kindhearted little girl.
"Why, I secretly followed you, of course. I really never expected this. You always act so upright and kind in front of Master, but behind his back, you treat human lives like dirt. Looks like Master's opinion of you really isn't fair. So..."
She glanced sideways with a mischievous smile.
"You're actually just as frightening as we are."
Mirror's hand tightened slightly.
But soon, her expression returned to normal, as still as an ancient well, as silent as a deep pool.
"I know this goes against my principles and original intentions, and against my conscience. But there are things in this world more important to me than my conscience. I will see this through. It doesn't matter if you tell Master. Before Master's true body can descend, I will maximize... his margin for error in this world."
She had long since made up her mind.
No one could stop her.
A pitch-black long blade slowly materialized in her hand. The cold touch of the metal mirrored what she felt inside at that moment.
"What? Are you going to attack me?"
Lilith swayed her body with a playful smile.
Mirror said nothing.
But in the very next instant, she could no longer move. Lilith's strength far exceeded hers. Even with Instant Death as her trump card, the gap in their Origin Substance meant she stood no chance against such a high-ranking Grand Lord.
The crushing pressure left her entire body rigid.
Lilith lightly brushed her hand over Mirror's wrist,