"It means exactly what it says."
Aleister's mouth curled up slightly, and her pupils had changed to the crimson of the Son of the Moon at some point.
She was as if drunk, her cheeks flushed red, and her emotions became agitated: "Just kill them all.
"Kill anyone who dares to jump out—kill anyone who causes trouble. I don't know where they get their confidence from, but I know... I can definitely defeat them!"
Aleister's words were filled with an absolute confidence that brooked no opposition.
But truthfully, Prince Xiyaldo only believed her less than half, and Mr. Fenrir did not believe her at all.
"How is that possible... Rather than that, I tend to trust the ritual conducted by the Demon Scholars more."
