Chapter 42: 15 year old Inglis and the Town Ruled by a Highlander (13)
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Cyrene raised a shriek full of anguish from Cystia’s attack. Bodily fluids in the color of purple gushed out from the deeply pierced spear wound.
「Drop dead!」 「NO!! Please stop!」
Just as Cystia was about to deliver consecutive thrusts, Inglis rushed in, forcing her way through. She rushed her to the nearby wall and pinned her back to it strongly.
「Kgh…! Don’t get in my way, b̲a̲s̲t̲a̲r̲d̲! I have no intention to fight you now! That gotta be defeated fast before more damage is done!」 「You are with the Ironblood Chain Brigade, aren’t you?」 「So what of it…?」 「…If only I killed you back then!」
Should I do it now?1 Thought Inglis, clasping her fist tightly. When suddenly, another voice sounded out from behind her.
「You’re wrong, it wouldn’t change anything either way. My comrades have Prism Powder with them at all times. Comrade Mimosa had brought her own.」 2
Since when did he get behind me? She only then realized that there was a black gloved-hand grasping her own fist, as though trying to halt it.
「……!?」 「Because our plan to ambush her by manipulating the ex-Knights had failed, Comrade Mimosa made her move. She didn’t even ensure her own safety. I respect her to no end for it.」 「Who are you!?」