"Beiru! Father! Your struggle with the Magic Guild didn't go well, did it? Otherwise, why would you try to persuade me to serve the Warm Fire Commerce Association again? I killed my sister, your most beloved and cherished daughter!"
Catherine's voice grew louder and louder.
But there was still no response from anyone.
She couldn't help but feel a bit angry, a sense of frustration as if a long-held spell was disrupted, leaving her with power that couldn't be unleashed.
She strode down from the Scholar's Fortress and cursed the sky: "Just wait! I know you all are hiding behind this Illusion Realm, watching me make a fool of myself! Just wait, I'll come out and kill every single one of you—"
She abruptly stopped speaking.
Her mouth halted and her footsteps suddenly came to a halt.
At her feet on the sandy ground lay a bloodied figure.
It was... Father Beiru.
A little distance away, another corpse lay — it was Mother Yi Lian.
Catherine: "..."
