Chapter 338
Maybe my worry had been completely pointless.
Well, in stories like this, pretty little kids were usually ridiculously strong.
Shiny black bobbed hair, pale white skin. Obsidian-like black eyes. The slightly upturned corners of her eyes gave her a sharp impression, but there’d be no one who wouldn’t call this girl beautiful.
Even just getting here, it looked like they’d already gone through several battles. Their clothes were dirtied and torn all over. Some parts were even stained red, likely with blood.
But none of them seemed actually injured.
Well, one of them was holding what could only be a magic staff. It looked heavy enough to be a blunt weapon, but the girl holding it looked way too delicate for that. She didn’t look like the type to go swinging it around either.
Still, this was a world with griffons, and magic powerful enough to control them—so of course healing magic probably existed too. Magic that could erase wounds without even leaving a scar.
If only someone would use that on me. But in this situation, I knew that wasn’t going to happen.
Ugh. I hated this.
We were clearly the villains here.
And the Cardinal above was spouting lines that were basically straight out of a comic book villain’s monologue. The purple-haired girl next to him looked visibly shaken, and the black-haired girl at the front looked absolutely furious.
Scary. With a gun in her hand and what could only be a power suit on, she looked like she could shoot me right in the head without hesitation.