Taming the Protagonist

Volume 3

Chapter 2 : Those Who Move Forward

Based on the man’s introduction, Marina learned their specific identities.

The woman was named Nailan Bone-Snake, the eldest daughter of Marquis Swamp Snake under the rule of Hydra’s Domain, the man was named Myov Faballo, born in a merchant family with quite good circumstances.

Both obviously worked for Anselm, but seemed to belong to different departments.

Myov was more approachable than Nailan, his conversation was gentle and polite, only that Marina, who had experienced so much during this period of time, could of course easily see that this Mr. Myov, actually had the same attitude towards outsiders as she usually did, a kind of perfect, impeccable social performance and rhetoric.

While Ms. Nailan, who seemed to have a much higher position than Myov, behaved too coldly and sternly to the point of being mean... Marina did not feel angry because of her attitude, not even aggrieved, because accustomed to dealing with smart people, she believed Nailan definitely had other purposes.

Probing? Testing? Warning?

In any case, people who could work for Mr. Anselm, could absolutely not be any mediocre talents.

Under the lead of the two, Marina passed through street after street... they seemed to have no clear destination, just moving forward aimlessly, which made the young girl raise her vigilance a bit.

Suddenly, Nailan’s footsteps stopped before an intersection.

She turned her head, staring at Marina with those gloomy eyes painted with black eyeshadow that made people somewhat uncomfortable.

“How to get to Hundred Flowers Square, do you know?”

“...” Marina froze slightly, after pondering for four or five seconds, she answered calmly, “Starting from here, walk east past two blocks, then head north, in this direction you can see the most conspicuous Tulip Clock Tower, walk to the foot of the clock tower, along the direction the clock tower faces, you can walk all the way to Hundred Flowers Square.”

The young girl smiled softly: “Of course, the most convenient method is still waiting for a rickshaw, calculating according to the distance, it should... hmm, five copper coins would be enough.”

Nailan did not say much, only nodded, and continued walking forward.

Looking at this mysterious lady’s tall back figure, Marina was slightly puzzled in her heart.

Just testing... My understanding of Hydra City?

Let alone the architectural layout within the city, even the underground structure of the entire city, Marina was also clear about it, she could even say on the spot which drainage line was under her feet... mere building directions, of course, came easily to her.

Marina did not think Nailan’s test would be something this simple, Myov’s reminder told her that the “colleague” she was going to face next, was absolutely extraordinary.

Even so, the smile on the young girl’s face was always calm and unhurried.

She was approved by Anselm—to Marina, this was the greatest glory in her life, and also the source of strength that kept her from being crushed.

Even if she had to face various geniuses whose backgrounds and resources far exceeded her own, Marina also had the confidence to stand out.

After stating the location of Hundred Flowers Square, Nailan seemed to be advancing according to the route to get there, her pace was unhurried, giving Marina the opportunity to observe the real Hydra City that she could not see in the data more meticulously.

Whether it was the mental outlook of the commoners, or the basic infrastructure in the city, all made Marina, who already knew Hydra City extremely well, find it difficult to suppress the surging passion in her heart.

This was a scene she had never seen in Chishuang Territory... no, even in the Imperial Capital.

The construction of Hydra City did not have huge differences in height, nor did it distinguish between inner and outer, the high walls of upper and lower districts, although the difference between prosperous districts and ordinary districts was inevitably huge, there was no scene like other territories’ cities... as if the entire city was completely split into two worlds.

The transition from ordinary to prosperous was very natural and smooth, unknowingly, Marina had already entered a more prosperous urban area, giving people the impression that the ordinary urban areas outside, would also become more prosperous sooner or later.

From the moment she stayed by Anselm’s side, Marina, who was constantly learning and improving herself every day, up to this day could not touch the height of Anselm’s thoughts, every time she thought she could understand the purpose of a certain decision of Anselm, she could always find brand new things she had not anticipated at all in Anselm’s subsequent remarks.

And Marina was never discouraged by this, she only felt she needed to improve a bit more, improve even more, her own shortcomings never brought her frustration, only bringing increasingly vigorous desire.

“That place.”

Nailan cast her gaze at a flower shop with various fresh and tender flowers placed at the entrance: “Miss Marina, do you know what that shop’s predecessor was?”

“...”

Marina looked following Nailan’s gaze, after searching for information in her mind, not long after she got the answer.

“That used to be a den of a violent gang.” Marina answered, “I remember very clearly, because this was the first time Mr. Anselm led a team to clean up Hydra City’s ‘filth’, he was just over eleven years old that year.”

“How do you think that trash disrupting Hydra City’s order should be handled?”

Nailan said casually.

Marina froze, she pondered for a moment, then answered rather cautiously: “I think they should be sent to court, and judged truthfully according to the law.”

Hearing this sentence, Nailan and Myov revealed two completely different expressions, the former twitched the corner of her mouth, that disdain and contempt were expressed in words; while Myov, wearing a properly fitted uniform and always behaving well-manneredly, revealed a gentle smile.

“It seems you haven’t seen the records of how the Lord handled them back then.” Nailan put her hands into the pockets of her trench coat, and said indifferently, “Rule-abiding girl... heh.”

Her undisguised contempt made Marina hesitate, but Myov’s gentle expression made Marina calm down very quickly.

It seemed that Ms. Nailan and Mr. Myov were people of two factions... two factions of the same department? Or two different departments?

Looking at it now, the possibility of the latter should be greater.

Thinking of this, Marina already had more or less some idea about this “test” in her heart.

She looked at Nailan’s back figure, and actually took the initiative to speak:

“I do not think abiding by rules is a bad thing, Ms. Nailan. Moreover... you obviously have some misunderstanding about the ‘rules’ I follow.”

“...Hmm?”

Nailan stopped her footsteps, staring at Marina with that extremely deterrent gloomy gaze.

This time, Marina, who was prepared in her heart, was not scared back again, but said very seriously: “The rules I follow are only Mr. Anselm’s will. I indeed only know about this matter, do not have more data on hand, naturally have not understood the specific records. But I think, Mr. Anselm would not simply use lynching out of dissatisfaction, even if he was only eleven years old at that time.”

“So...” The corners of Nailan’s eyes raised slightly, “You think the law should judge them, not because you firmly believe in the law, but because you think the Lord would do so?”

“Yes.”

Hearing this unhesitatingly certain answer, the woman’s cold expression seemed to soften a bit, but her voice was still indifferent: “That means you do not understand the Lord, however... that sentence, I like it very much.”

Marina smiled sweetly and answered: “It seems in this aspect, I resonate quite a bit with you, Ms. Nailan.”

Nailan did not respond, only waved her hand, although she still looked cold, at least she did not show Marina any attitude again.

Unknowingly, the three had already walked under the Tulip Clock Tower, walking the last long road that would reach Hundred Flowers Square, but neither Nailan nor Myov moved forward, naturally Marina also stopped, looking up at this landmark building nearby.

“Miss Marina should know who built this clock tower, right?” Myov with his hands behind his back said smilingly.

“Ah, I know, it was a gift presented by Essence Grand Duke on Madam Elnilisa’s birthday.”

Marina, still looking up at the clock tower, enumerated as if listing family valuables: “The four clock faces on the clock tower, every mark is crafted from different kinds of rare crystals, the three hands come from three dragon bones respectively, the entire dial is crafted from magic crystals, during festivals there are also many functions that add atmosphere.”

“Then, want to go up and take a look?”

“...Go up?”

Although slightly surprised, Marina still nodded cheerfully: “Thank you, if possible, I certainly want to go up and take a look.”

Thus Myov took the lead to bring Marina up the clock tower, Marina also wondered why Nailan was not in front, turning her head to look only to find that a slender lady’s cigarette was burning at this lady’s fingertips.

She glanced at Marina, signaling her to go up quickly.

The young girl lifted her skirt and ascended the clock tower following these two future colleagues, but the further up she went, the more she felt, something was wrong somewhere.

The smell inside this clock tower, this increasingly strong...

Smell of blood?

Inside the tall clock tower was a stretch of silence, only the sound of three people stepping on the stone steps slowly moving up.

Marina, who lowered her head and remained silent, suddenly stiffened her body when she was about to reach the top.

Because she saw... sticky blood slowly flowing down the stone steps.

Myov above seemed unaware as he stepped into the flowing fresh blood, Marina could only stabilize her trembling mind, following closely behind step by step.

Arriving at the top of the clock tower, the young girl saw a scene that made her pupils shrink abruptly.

This gift presented by Essence Grand Duke to Elnilisa, even the interior was decorated very gorgeously, the top platform was made into a viewing appearance, and looking from outside were the four faces of the dial, looking from inside out was actually transparent, although not to the point of taking in the entire Hydra City at a glance, the scenery was also very good.

And what shocked Marina, of course, could not be the view looking out from the clock tower, but three... three people hanging on this top platform.

A middle-aged man, a young man, a woman, all three were unconscious, bound and hung by ropes, their wrists were all cut open, the gurgling fresh blood converging into a crimson stream.

“This... Ms. Nailan, Mr. Myov, may I ask if this is...”

Although Marina followed Anselm for a long time, the great horrors she truly witnessed, were only the deaths after that cold wave, all the matters handled afterward, as well as in the process of dealing with other nobles, she never saw that kind of scene again.

Therefore, the impact this scene before her eyes brought to Marina was somewhat big, but she also quickly stabilized her emotions, issuing an inquiry to these two future colleagues.

Nailan leaned against the wall, expressionlessly exhaling a faint mist.

“The three of them.” The woman said indifferently, “Who do you think they are?”

Marina looked at these three people who were unconscious and pale-faced, after hesitating for a moment, she emboldened herself to walk forward, and observed closely.

“...Judging from the clothing, they are nobles but not of low rank.”

The young girl whispered like this: “The young man has a strong resemblance to this man and woman, should be a family of three.”

“The man has two knife scars on his face, on his hand...”

Seeing that there were also scars on the man’s hand, Marina suppressed her nausea, rolled up the sleeve soaked in fresh blood, and saw an arm covered in old scars.

“Is he a warrior... if it is a normal high-ranking noble, basically they would not have so many injuries, he exchanged for the title using transcendent aptitude and merit? Previously there is a high probability he was an adventurer.”

“Although the woman is not beautiful... The traces of living in clover are very obvious, the young man is the same, obviously receiving the man’s care and doting.”

After saying all this, Marina let out a long breath: “This is probably all I can guess, Ms. Nailan.”

Nailan waved her hand: “Still considered comprehensive... Myov, explain some of the situation to her simply.”

Myov who was still smiling even in this chilling bloody scene said:

“This man is Count Bekunt, a West Kingdom person, a fourth-tier transcendent. He exchanged for the title three years ago, sought refuge with Lord Anselm, because he is an experienced, extremely seasoned Zero Point Explorer, so Lord Anselm accepted him, and gave him a territory.”

“As for the reason he and his wife and son are hanged here...”

Myov, who looked like an honest person, opened his eyes slightly, revealing a heart-palpitating cold light in his eyes.

“Of course it is because he... betrayed Lord Anselm.”

“...Betrayed?”

Marina was stunned, then revealed an incredulous expression: “How could someone betray Mr. Anselm?!”

“Although betraying Lord Anselm is indeed inconceivable, it is not absolutely impossible.”

Myov shrugged: “People are very complex, aren’t they?”

“The situation in the West Kingdom is very chaotic, especially now, it is chaotic to a mess. Because of the convenience of Bekunt’s former identity, the network we arranged there... a part has to go through his hands.”

Nailan walked in front of Count Bekunt, expressionlessly stabbed the burning cigarette butt into his cut blood vessel.

“Six days ago, the Lord assigned us a task. Intelligence will be passed out by Bekunt, and he leaked this news to Dragon Tongue Grand Duke.”

“However this was intentional by the Lord, he knew Bekunt would do this—under the circumstance that none of us thought Bekunt would betray, the Lord predicted he would betray.”

She slowly, forcibly stuffed the entire cigarette butt into the man’s blood vessel.

Even while unconscious, this Count could not suppress letting out a low roar of extreme pain.

Marina, unable to look directly at this cruel scene, looked away, while Nailan continued: “The Lord said, Dragon Tongue Grand Duke saved Bekunt’s life once, Bekunt is a warrior who repays kindness, although the Lord’s kindness is also heavy enough, obviously it is not heavier than the grace of saving a life.”

“So...”

Marina, who did not look at Count Bekunt, said in a low voice: “Now, are you going to execute him?”

“Dragon Tongue Grand Duke is a cautious person.” Myov smiled, “Everyone knows Lord Anselm’s, hmm... ‘brainwashing’ ability.”

He specifically made a quotation mark gesture when saying “brainwashing”, but still attracted Nailan’s grim gaze.

Although the words were not finished, Marina already understood Myov’s meaning.

“So... not executing him because of his crime of betrayal, but to make Dragon Tongue Grand Duke believe that news was not intentionally leaked by Mr. Anselm?”

Marina muttered like this, moving her gaze to the other two people.

“Therefore...” Her voice was somewhat dry, “This Count, his whole family must die.”

“Sufficiently agile train of thought.” Myov clapped his hands, “However... not necessarily.”

“...Not necessarily?”

“Executing his whole family is Ms. Nailan’s opinion.” The man crossed his arms, “Not mine, there are many ways to make the Dragon Tongue Grand Duke believe in intelligence, no need to adopt this one.”

Nailan’s gloomy and cruel gaze brushed past Marina’s cheek, landing on Myov.

“But this is the most direct, and also the most effective. I have no interest in wasting extra energy on this kind of trash.”

Marina looked at Bekunt, then looked at the woman and young man who were also bound, and asked:

“Mr. Myov, your plan, what is it then?”

“Me? Very simple, let Bekunt announce his crimes on the city wall of his own territory city, and commit suicide in front of all the subjects.”

Myov shrugged: “A loyal warrior, committing suicide because of shame towards the current allegiance, fits his character very well, as for involving his wife and son, obviously completely unnecessary.”

Examining the woman’s ordinary and common face, which could even be said to be below average, she asked softly after a moment of silence: “This Count Bekunt, does he only have this one wife?”

Myov answered with slight surprise: “That’s right.”

Then, the three all fell into silence, only the sound of dripping blood echoing on the top platform.

“So... Ms. Nailan, Mr. Myov, in the end you want me to make the judgment on Count Bekunt?”

“That’s right.”

Myov smiled: “If you approve of my method, they will be healed, forget all this, and then be sent back to their own territory. Afterward, someone will find time to approach Count Bekunt, not long after, he will make the correct choice.”

Nailan said indifferently: “If you choose to stand on my side, they will wake up immediately, the blood creation spell on their bodies will also lose effect, they will die from blood loss in fear, paying the price for their own betrayal.”

“A simple test happening at the right time.”

The woman’s condescending gaze, as if judging, left Marina nowhere to escape.

“See which side you suit, which path you suit.”

Marina remained silent, her eyes were somewhat unfocused.

It wasn't that she hadn't made crueler decisions—concealing the matter of the Great Cold Wave coal, not informing Hitana, the result caused was a thousand times crueler than now.

But at that time Marina had no choice, because she knew Hitana's willfulness and ego, if not corrected destructively using a sufficiently cruel method, would only grow into a fatal problem under Anselm’s indulgence, and would cause even bigger trouble sooner or later.

But now, she had a choice, should she judge the case as it stands, stopping at the appropriate point, or use the most ruthless and tyrannical means to make the betrayer pay the price?

Mr. Anselm... what would he think?

Marina’s unfocused gaze in hesitation passed through the hanging Count’s family, cast towards that transparent clock, landing on the prosperous scene of Hydra City.

The impact and absurdity formed by that distant beauty and the bloodiness before her eyes made Marina subconsciously clench her fist.

If it were Mr. Anselm... he definitely would not do this kind of thing.

The only one who should be punished is the betrayer, no, the Count’s wife and son should also be punished, but the crime does not deserve this.

Following Anselm’s train of thought, Marina’s mind suddenly became clear.

She indeed thought correctly, this was undoubtedly the choice Anselm would make—because he never even committed evil deeds from a purely violent perspective, how could he inflict punishment purely because of disgust and hatred, implicating innocent people?

“I... support Mr. Myov.”

Marina no longer hesitated, as long as she had Anselm as “support”, her determination became extremely firm.

“If I can make the decision, I hope Count Bekunt’s family’s ending is as Mr. Myov described.”

A warm smile overflowed on Myov’s face, he clapped his hands, saying very sincerely: “You made the correct choice, Miss Marina, believe me.”

“Thank you.”

Marina smiled: “I just think, if it were Mr. Anselm, he would also definitely support your proposal.”

The brilliance of the man’s smile went up several levels compared to just now, obviously compared to some so-called beautiful girl, Anselm’s praise and approval could make him feel joy from the bottom of his heart more.

“This point... Hahahaha, perhaps, perhaps.”

He spoke like this, but without the slightest intention of being modest, the look of self-satisfaction was expressed in words.

While Nailan revealed a somewhat disappointed expression after staring at Marina for a long time.

She took out a lady’s cigarette from her pocket, lit it silently, and walked down the stairs first on her own.

Before leaving, Nailan looked back at Marina for the last time, and Marina was also looking at her.

The young girl’s hesitant eyes seemed to ask:

Why must it be done to this extent? This would not be what Mr. Anselm wants.

Nailan read her meaning, revealing that disdainful and contemptuous sneer on her face again.

“What a lotus flower.”

She said no more, turning her head to leave.

“Nailan—”

“No need to chase her, she won’t pay attention to you anymore.”

Myov’s voice came from behind Marina: “Ms. Nailan is just this kind of person, she doesn't mean to target anyone, don’t take it too much to heart.”

“I didn’t, I just...” Marina said softly, “I just want to know why Ms. Nailan would be so...”

“People from Shadow Swamp all have this personality, later you will come into contact with them sooner or later, you have to get used to it.”

Myov led Marina down the clock tower, and told her someone would come to handle the matter of Count Bekunt’s family later.

After leaving the clock tower, he led Marina to continue walking towards the direction of Hundred Flowers Square, explaining at the same time: “After seeing your data, I knew you are actually more suitable for our Garden. Your learning ability is amazing, being able to grow to this extent relying solely on self-study without a proper mentor, very remarkable.”

Although saying so, Myov simply did not reveal any expression of “you are very remarkable”, Marina was clearest about this—this was still Myov’s social rhetoric.

So... in the “Garden” in Mr. Myov’s mouth, can I only be considered an ordinary batch?

“Wait until I take you to the Garden side, someone will dock with you, I still have three interview subjects on hand, so I won’t continue to take you around.”

“Mr. Myov is very busy...”

“Hmm? Busy? That can’t be considered so.”

Myov looked back at Marina, saying meaningfully:

“The interview time for most interview subjects is in units of years. Someone like Miss Marina who just needs to do a multiple-choice question, is the minority among the minority.”

Marina froze, then said helplessly: “So Miss Nailan called me a lucky one.”

“Hahahaha, don’t mind it, being able to join the Garden or Shadow Swamp, no matter who, is a lucky one.”

The two chatted idly like this all the way, and soon arrived at Hundred Flowers Square.

“Here, it’s that administration building.”

Myov pointed to an administration building not far away that looked ordinary, with nothing special: “Someone is waiting for you at the entrance, just stating your identity.”

“...It’s there?”

Marina’s eyes widened slightly, she looked at Myov somewhat incredulously: “It’s that... ordinary administration building?”

“Otherwise?” Myov raised his eyebrows, “Where did you think, the eighteenth floor underground in some secret corner?”

“Because you and Miss Nailan behaved somewhat... somewhat special.”

“Relax, don’t think too much. We are a normal administrative unit... hmm, although the level is a bit higher than ordinary administrative units, it is still an administrative unit.”

The man’s properly fitted, rule-abiding uniform made his words very persuasive.

“Since it is a normal administrative unit, then of course working normally in the administration building, only the floor is slightly higher.”

Hearing this, Marina also no longer thought too much, she bowed to Myov, respectfully saying: “Thank you for your help, Mr. Myov.”

“Just duty within my role.”

Myov adjusted his collar, smilingly said: “Good luck, Miss Marina.”

“I will, Mr. Myov.” On Marina’s always quiet and gentle face, a high-spirited smile emerged, obviously only for that one person.

“For Mr. Anselm, I will exhaust everything.”

And at this moment Myov happened to have his back to the sun, Marina who just raised her head therefore could not see his face clearly, only heard the man chuckle and say:

“Heheh... then, wish you good luck.”

Marina nodded again, then turned around, taking incomparably firm and confident steps towards that administration building in the distance.

From now on, she could contribute her strength better for Anselm.

The dazzling sunlight of noon spilled on her path ahead, also casting her shadow very long, very long.

“Oh... is this the place where Lina works?”

Hitana looked up at this very magnificent administration building, envying: “Feels so impressive.”

“You feel everything is impressive.” Mingfuluo who became especially small, probably only sixty centimeters, sitting on Anselm’s shoulder said casually, “Even sculptures by the roadside you have to marvel at twice.”

“So noisy! You fellow with no aesthetic sense!”

“Does your brain have the concept of the noun aesthetic sense?”

Hitana and Mingfuluo always scolded each other from time to time... but rather than “scolding”, it was more like children quarreling.

Because Hitana was originally a not very smart young girl, while Mingfuluo’s social situation was approximately equal to zero, scolding ability was the same.

So the two people’s scolding would eventually slide towards a very subtle place.

“Little dwarf!”

“Stupid dog.”

“Little dwarf!”

“Foolish dog.”

“Little dwarf!”

“...Don’t you have other words!”

“Aren’t you also always saying I am a dog!”

And for Anselm, listening to these two girls quarreling and bickering, appearing very cute, was truly a pleasant enjoyment.

He originally was going to handle the government affairs piled up on his hands, but since Hitana said she wanted to see Marina, Anselm came here first to take a look, and inspect the work situation of that group of people by the way.

The two girls’ quarrel temporarily ended with Hitana’s unhappy hmph, the girl who focused her attention on reuniting with Marina soon became happy and jumping for joy again—once she said she wanted to see Marina, Anselm accompanied her, could she not be happy.

However, after a while, a puzzled expression emerged on the Wolf Miss’s face again, hugging Anselm’s arm she started sniffing, as if smelling some strange scent.

Sniffing and sniffing, she even let go of her hand, walking forward with a face full of suspicion, next she even directly lay on the ground, sniffing all the way to the shadow cast by the administration building on the ground, before stopping.

“...Eh? What is going on.”

Hitana squatting on the ground poked the edge of the shadow, muttering to herself: “This smell... Anselm! There is a strange smell in the shadow!”

She shouted loudly to Anselm.

Anselm shook his head smilingly: “It’s fine, no need to take it to heart.”

“Oh...”

Although it was still very strange, since Anselm said so, Hitana did not continue to think.

Because they did not want to cause a disturbance, Anselm’s group came in with their figures concealed, because she was anxious to see Marina, Hitana also behaved much better after coming in, following Anselm to the suspension platform, soon arriving at the eleventh floor of the administration building.

Just coming up, Mingfuluo sitting on Anselm’s shoulder raised her eyebrows slightly: “Thirty-six kinds of cyclically superimposed ether domains... whose handiwork?”

“Just ordinary means of some ordinary subordinates.” Anselm smiled, walking towards the only door not far away, pushing the door to enter.

At the moment the door opened, everyone’s gaze looked at Anselm.

“...Eh? Why is everyone looking at us? Did the concealment spell fail?”

Hitana asked blankly.

“Anselm dispelled it, stupid dog.” Mingfuluo whispered, “But presumably there are not many kinds of concealment spells in this world that can break through the composite domain in that corridor.”

“An—!”

Just as cheers were about to ring out in the room, Anselm had already raised his hand, pressing down in the air.

“Continue working.”

The young Hydra smiled.

So in the next second, everyone moved their gazes back to their own work content, as if that instant just now did not exist at all.

Hitana looked anxiously, stretching her neck looking for her sister, if not for not obtaining Anselm’s consent, she would have long been sniffing for Marina’s scent.

Anselm saw Hitana’s anxious appearance, couldn't help but pat her shoulder smilingly: “Go, don’t disturb Marina, she might be working.”

“Mmh!”

Once having permission, Hitana immediately let go of Anselm joyfully, she walked through the neatly arranged office seats, following the scent she was incomparably familiar with, all the way forward, soon finding the position where Marina was.

She was facing away from herself, working at the desk, looking very absorbed.

According to what Anselm said, the young girl was cautious, step by step, not wanting to scare her sister.

But the closer she got... the more Hitana felt, something was wrong somewhere.

She heard fragmented, muddled murmurs.

“Wrong, wrong... not like this.”

“I will be done soon, I don’t need rest, soon done, soon...”

Hitana, whose foreboding feeling rose sharply in her heart, immediately walked quickly behind Marina, reaching out to press her shoulder: “Lina, how are you—”

At the moment her hand touched Marina’s shoulder, Hitana’s whole person froze.

Inconceivable... withered feeling.

She almost could not feel the existence of flesh, as if it was just skin covering bones!

And Marina who was touched by Hitana trembled violently, she almost conditioned reflexively said loudly:

“Ms. Rhine, I don’t need rest, I can contin—”

“...Hit?”

Marina, who turned her head, looked at her sister with a blank face: “How are you...”

Crack, crack crack crack—

The sound of bones growing joint by joint rang out in the spacious office.

Looking at the sister with sunken pupils, messy hair, pale and withered face, as if running out of oil, Hitana’s breathing became increasingly heavy.

She hugged Marina in her arms, slowly turned around, the tightly clenched teeth emitted a chilling grinding sound.

The wolf beast whose eyes had already turned into snake pupils, squeezed out a fierce and tyrannical low roar:

“Who... did... it!”