While Skyler wanted to strangle the one who made him lose track of the princess, inside the 52th level of Battle Royale, the familiar woman with black hair—who had slain the boss of the Dark Lights, the ones who had been sacrificing people—clicked her tongue. Her blood-red eyes narrowed.
"Why did he reject all my offers?"
She flicked her fingers, sending the blood coating her nails flying, and sighed as she glanced back at the demons behind her.
"Are 100,000 points not enough...? I don't know—it's my first time attempting to get a little disciple in the lower levels. I thought I could wait until he climbed up, but not even a short time had passed, and I already want to see him and maybe bully him a little."
