Freyja's eyes lit up, "Then—"
"But according to the law, people from the Exotic Realm should all die."
The Hunter's hand rested on the hilt of his sword, his voice suddenly turning cold. Selena seemed to sense the icy killing intent and cowered in fear in Freyja's arms.
Freyja wanted to run, but her legs had already gone so weak she couldn't move, and not kneeling down was already consuming the courage left to her by the Cult Leader.
"This Blood Moon, is it really ... so barbarically cruel?" Freyja closed her eyes, "Perhaps I should have left with them back then ..."
"Interesting," the Hunter chuckled, "Even if I don't kill her, she won't be able to survive. The foster care won't accept a person from the Exotic Realm without a chip implanted; it's illegal for ordinary people to foster a minor, and she possesses no ability to live independently. Although the Kingdom of Blood Moon is vast, there is no place for her."
"I will take care of her."
