In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

"You persuaded them to go back, didn't you?"

Huafalin's voice was filled with tears.

No, it only took a few minutes for me and others to go back and forth?

What on earth did you do?

Maria, please say something.

"I didn't ask them to go back, nor did I ask them to come."

Maria's tone was calm, but there was a hint of blood in her voice.

After experiencing the Kazdel War, Maria seemed a little fuzzy about numbers.

A few hundred people were not a large number in her eyes.

When Huafalin heard this, she felt like the sky was falling.

Obviously, her judgment of Maria was still not accurate enough.

Although Maria's personality has indeed become much gentler over the years, her murderous nature has not changed at all.

Kill without hesitation!

This made Huafalin feel like his head was about to split.

If something really happened, it would very likely become an excuse for the Royal Court and the Demon King to go to war... Then even if she was not the main culprit, she would be one of the sinners.

It's over...it's all over...

Huafalin squatted on the ground, his face full of pain.

But after struggling for a few times, she finally pulled herself together.

No... there's still a chance to salvage the situation.

"You didn't let anyone else see it?"

"There are no survivors."

"That's good……"

Huafalin also sighed helplessly, but after hesitating, she quickly shook her head.

What's good? This is not good!

but……

"Since there are no survivors, there shouldn't be any problems."

Huafalin also lowered his head.

Fundamentally speaking, this matter is the fault of the other royal courts.

Even if Maria really killed them, they didn't dare to say anything.

Or, what can they say?

You sent several teams of soldiers late at night to give gifts to the Demon King, and then they were all killed on the way, right?

This is completely unreasonable!

As long as Maria is not left alive, it means that no one will know who did all this.

There is no evidence to prove the truth!

When she thought of this, Huafalin's originally tense heart finally relaxed a little.

Looking at Maria's still calm expression, she could only rub her brows.

"Forget it...it shouldn't concern us from now on..."

"Let's go back first."

"Ah."

Maria nodded.

……

the other side.

A man in a well-dressed white military uniform led his troops and silently rushed to the battlefield.

Hundreds of corpses were lying on the ground.

There was no fierce battlefield around, and most of the soldiers' armor was intact.

Very few dents and damages.

All the wounds were fatal.

There is no second cut for the sharp scar!

The smell of blood permeates the air!

This made everyone who arrived here frown.

Meanwhile, a dark-skinned man holding a sword was slowly approaching with a smile on his face.

When the soldiers nearby saw the man, they respectfully made way for him.

Kwisatusta, the Pardoner...

“It’s an amazing view.”

Facing hundreds of corpses, Quesatusta spoke slowly, with a hint of surprise in his words.

But what surprised him were not these lives, but these corpses.

"We didn't see or hear any noise, nor did we notice any fighting breaking out. It's over here..."

"Even the Regent King Teresis, or the God of War, Neczrei, couldn't do this so easily."

"And our actions were kept secret from everyone..."

Quesatusta blinked, and a hint of doubt appeared on his face, which had always had an offensive smile.

At this time, who else in the royal city can do this?

"Lamaline?"

"No... Although the Banshee Lord can create a silent area, she cannot inflict such a precise wound."

Ducare spoke slowly and with certainty.

He had also fought with Ramalen several times and knew her fighting ability.

Ramalen is worthy of being the youngest heir to the Banshee Lord. Even Ducare, her enemy, has to acknowledge her strength and talent.

Every time we meet, we find that each other's abilities have improved a lot.

But even so, he could conclude that it was impossible for Ramalen to kill with this blow.

Even if a few people did it, it is impossible for hundreds of people to do the same.

Who could it be?

"Maybe? Is it a joint effort of many people?"

At this time, Quesatusta made another suggestion.

"After all, being able to trap everyone here and kill them all at the same time without sending us any information doesn't seem like something that can be done by one person..."

"perhaps."

Ducare frowned slightly.

He seemed to think of someone, but quickly rejected the idea in his mind.

It doesn't make sense.

If she really came back, she wouldn't be hiding it.

and so……

Who could it be?

"Ok?"

Quesatusta noticed Dukare's confusion and turned his head away.

"Lord Blood Demon, have you discovered anything?"

“…This has nothing to do with you.”

When mentioning this matter, Ducare's words became a little stiff.

After seeing the other person's calm expression, he shook his head slightly.

"Do what you should do, and don't ask for anything extra."

"..."

Quesatusta did not reply, but turned his eyes, as if he had seen something, took a step back slightly, touched his chest and bowed.

Dukare also reacted and turned his head.

Not far away, the pink-haired woman, who looked like a fragile little white flower, walked out slowly with her confidants.

Next to them are the Banshee Lord and Tracys.

“Oh, the devil…”

Kwisatusta spoke, his voice steady, showing no worry about being discovered for colluding with Dukare.

Ducare also remained calm about this.

"What are you doing here? This is an extremely dangerous battlefield. You, who love peace, cannot be here."

Ducare spoke, his words still carrying a yin-yang, teasing force.

Tracy on the side frowned, his hand on his blade.

But in the end, he didn't draw his sword.

Because his sister stopped him.

Theresa looked at him, shook her head slightly, and then glanced at the corpses on the ground.

She was certain that these soldiers belonged to Dukare's army, and that they were all dead...

Combined with Huafalin's anxious look earlier...

Does she know something?

Theresa was thinking in her heart, but her face showed no expression.

She just looked at the man calmly.

"I only come to warn those who are about to make a mistake."

Theresa's tone was very firm when facing Ducare.

She was clearly aware of what these people wanted, but she also knew that she would never let them get what they wanted!

In Kazdelli, they are no longer the leaders of this era!

"This stupid move won't lead to anything. If you really want to, just chop off my head and show it to everyone."

Theresa's tone was so resolute, her words so resolute that they even carried a chilling murderous intent.

Even the soldiers behind Ducare were stunned.

They looked at each other, their faces a little panicked.

They had never seen their Demon King say such serious words before, and what was even more serious was that they could tell that Theresa was serious.

Those pink pupils looked so harmless, yet her face exuded such a strong aura.

All the Sarkaz people can see what Theresa has done over the years.

That is why, although they are dissatisfied with Theresa in various ways, they still believe in their own demon king.

They believed that this demon king could lead them to the future of Sarkaz...

If Ducare really attacked Theresa, the entire Kazdel would be in turmoil.