Everyone else had died.
So, Yuri Wanitangi naturally feared and rejected God Slayers...
"Wanitangi... help me with something."
Looking at the miko before her, Phoenix spoke without the slightest courtesy, her tone commanding.
"I wonder what the esteemed King wishes Wanitangi to do?"
Hearing Phoenix's words, Yuri Wanitangi roughly guessed what it was and felt even more resistant.
The last time she had survived, it had only been because of luck. If it happened again...
"I am going to perform a ritual to summon a Heretic God, and I still need a miko to conduct the sacrifice. I heard you have experience with this, so how about I 'ask' you to help me once more?"
Phoenix took a step forward and looked at the girl, whose face had gone slightly pale, speaking in an extremely forceful tone.
Calling it a request would be more like calling it a threat.
"Esteemed King, I..."
Yuri Wanitangi began to panic...
"Of course, you may refuse. But... I might get angry because of that. And once I get angry, even I cannot control myself. I might become even more violent than Voban or Luo Hao."
"..."
What could Yuri Wanitangi say in response to Phoenix's blunt threat?
If she agreed to Phoenix's request, she might die. But if she refused... she would definitely die, and might even drag this country down with her.
"I... am willing..."
"A wise choice. From today onward... no matter what your identity used to be, you are now my personal miko. You have nothing to do with this country anymore..."
Phoenix walked straight over to Yuri Wanitangi's side, completely ignoring her fear and resistance. She placed one hand on Yuri's head and made the domineering declaration.
She gave Yuri no chance to refuse at all.
Phoenix had come