"I THINK you misunderstood me, Helstor. It's not that I can't kill children— I just choose not to. But I've already made up my mind. If there was going to be a child killer here, that would be me and not anyone from my group. So, if you're confident that the kids you'd bring could win against me, then bring them here."
Ah, my plan is useless now.
Helstor could tell that Princess Neoma was serious.
The bloodlust oozing from her wasn't a bluff.
It's a warning.
If Helstor still brought children as his Battle Representatives, then he would lose instantly since Princess Neoma had made up her mind to kill children.
And I'm sure her subordinates would follow suit.
What a waste.
I really thought I got Princess Neoma through her weakness.
"Don't misunderstand, Princess Neoma. It was only a joke," Helstor said, even raising his hands in surrender. "Let's have a fair fight this time."
He was already expecting the little princess to curse at this point.
Or at least sneer at him.
