"It's you!"
At the sight of Roland, Aoko Aozaki first froze in astonishment, then gritted her teeth and cried out. Her face flushed completely red with anger, and she was like a powder keg that had been set alight.
"Calm down, Aoko. In a certain sense, this 'acquaintance' of yours is even more troublesome than your sister."
Alice Kuonji parted her pale, cold lips and spoke in a low voice.
But this reassurance could not quell the anger in the heart of the True Magic user who had been made a fool of. She had even been grateful for his guidance earlier, but now it seemed that Roland had merely been toying with her feelings, amusing himself with the reactions she displayed while kept in the dark. Perhaps he had already been laughing his head off inwardly while talking to her.
The reason he had not attacked her must also have been that he had never taken her seriously at all!
The thought that she had even felt a little attracted to this scumbag earlier made Aoko Aozaki burn with rage. If the puppet army around her had not been so utterly oblivious to the atmosphere, charging at her without pause, the magic bullets in her hands would probably already have smashed into his face.
But this feeling of being left hanging only made it worse. If he had simply crushed her with overwhelming strength, Aoko Aozaki might have felt resentful, but she would never have been so furious. Being toyed with like this, and having her innocent feelings as a young girl deceived, was something she simply could not accept.
Only after twisting a puppet arm harder than steel into a corkscrew and tearing it into several pieces to vent her anger did she barely manage to hold her