Seeing Rose stand up, Poisonous Snake felt a flicker of hesitation.
He had a feeling that something about his opponent seemed to have changed.
Not physically, but mentally.
What's going on? Why does this stupid woman carry herself differently?
Poisonous Snake muttered inwardly.
In fact, never mind Poisonous Snake-even Rose herself could not quite explain how she had changed.
When it came down to it, Lilia had only slapped her and said a few words.
Yet that slap and those words had branded themselves deep into her heart.
And afterward, Lilia's feat of reviving over and over and single-handedly driving back Poisonous Snake's entire team had deepened the impression she left on Rose even further.
I want to be as strong as Lady Lilia, too, so I no longer have to rely on Charm and hide behind others.
Rose swung her whip and calmly looked at Poisonous Snake and his subordinates before her.
This woman really has transformed...
Poisonous Snake's eyes involuntarily narrowed.
He and Rose had been enemies for a long time, and both knew each other quite well.
Although he had the upper hand in strength, her Charm ability allowed her to defeat stronger opponents, so most of the time, he could only avoid confronting her head-on.
In his view, however, Rose's own strength and intelligence were nothing outstanding. She relied too heavily on Charm, and her weaknesses were obvious.
She was merely a supernatural version of a pretty ornament, thinking herself exceptionally powerful after charming a few fools. She would be easy to defeat.
Sure enough, this time he had found his opportunity, catching Rose when her Charm ability had weakened.
As Poisonous Snake saw it, after Lilia had unexpectedly been sent away, Rose, with her mediocre strength and complete lack of a warrior's mindset, was hardly