Ghislaine came into Hilda's view. At that moment, Ghislaine was her savior, her place above all else.
Hilda looked at Ghislaine with a blush, gratitude and delighted surprise in her eyes.
She leaned against Ghislaine's firm chest and could no longer hold back her tears.
"Boo-hoo..."
"Ghislaine... I missed you so much! I miss Eris so much!"
Hilda wept, her tear-streaked face still beautiful, her whole body trembling uncontrollably. Her tears soaked what little clothing Ghislaine wore.
Ghislaine gently set Hilda down and tenderly stroked her fiery red hair. This woman who burned like fire had a heart as resilient as water.
"It's all right, Hilda. Everything is all right now. I'm here!"
Feeling Ghislaine's tender touch, Hilda cried even harder.
For a moment, Ghislaine was at a loss, unsure what to do.
But Philip below breathed a sigh of relief. The sword that stood for salvation had returned to his side once again.
The Gray Rat Legion's commander flushed with anger, thoroughly infuriated by Ghislaine.
A fine spectacle had been about to unfold, delicious despair almost ready to taste, only for someone to snatch it away just before it reached his mouth?
Who could stand that!
"Who are you?!!"
The Gray Rat Legion's commander roared at Ghislaine, his voice full of anger.
Ghislaine ignored a rat's anger, but its roar stirred the wolf king's killing intent. She knew what she would do next.
She settled Hilda on the platform, told her not to move around, then drew Hiramune from her waist.
Today, Hiramune would drink blood without end!
The instant Ghislaine drew her sword, she charged into the crowd, the blade tracing a silver arc of death in the morning light.
The first soldier in her path was sliced diagonally in two from shoulder to hip, his blood staining