The breeze whistled across the clearing in front of the Church, black mist hanging between the two of them.
White Rose looked at the uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared here. Her head tilted with a click, cracks spread across her cheeks, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
"Become my master? Aren't you mistaken?"
Her hands moved slowly, as though brushing across silent strings.
And at that very moment.
Rumble-
The surrounding clay began gathering together. Almost in the blink of an eye, dozens of enormous puppets made entirely of clay appeared, letting out terrifying shrieks at Lin En.
Her expression remained calm as she floated there and said:
"Many people come here every day wanting to become my master, but they've all become my puppets now. Stranger from afar, I've never seen you before."
"If you know what's good for you, leave immediately. I can forgive your earlier disrespect."
But Lin En remained standing there.
He looked through page after page of information about the girl in his hand and said slowly:
"No, I came specifically for you."
"One of my servants said you were a woman that many of the Spirit Realm's factions here had failed to conquer, so I decided to give it a try. He also said you were very powerful, even on par with a high lord... which only made me more curious."
He put the documents away and looked at her with a smile.
"But I have to say, you really are beautiful."
"No wonder he said so many factions were captivated by you."
It wasn't the beauty of a real person, but that of a translucent work of art, like a life-sized sculpture meticulously crafted from crystal and porcelain.
The sort that would definitely have people praising your taste if you displayed it at