"Ah, no! She's a devil!"
"We're no match, run!"
"Ah, help! No!"
"Kill… kill me! Please… I beg you…"
"So wonderful, more! More!"
…
The sounds of battle, screams, and the woman's excited laughter filled the air. The moment Sora gave the order, the Earl's mansion turned into a bloody hell.
Every guard in the Earl's mansion was a product of countless resources and time, trained to be worth ten men each. They were brave and fearless, invincible, the most loyal claws of Earl Wilton. The commoners in the city would tremble at the mere sight of them.
But now, in front of this ice-blue devil woman, they were like a flock of chickens, completely helpless!
Without any mercy or sympathy, only a supreme smile of pleasure on her face, Esdeath's rapier flashed with cold light, piercing through the bodies of several, even dozens of guards with each strike!
Perhaps to prolong her enjoyment, Esdeath didn't kill the guards with a single strike.
She wanted to pierce their bodies repeatedly, toy with their souls, until there was nothing left for her to enjoy!
The guards panicked, terrified, and despairing. Only now did they truly understand why this woman was called the "Ice-Blue Devil"!
She was a devil, a true devil wearing the skin of a beautiful woman!
The scene was extremely bloody and violent. Even Earl Wilton, who had heard of such things before, turned pale with fear.
Although he had played many cruel games with lowly commoners, Earl Wilton could swear that this woman was a thousand, no, ten thousand times more terrifying than him!
Kasia, on the other hand, was completely overwhelmed by the exaggerated scene, bending over and retching on the spot. Sora gently patted her back, hoping to make her feel better.
Although he was speechless at Esdeath's lack of restraint, he knew that once she entered her self-indulgent slaughter mode, even he couldn't stop her without resorting to violence.
Well, it was good for Kasia to see this. After all, if she was to become his woman, such scenes would be commonplace in the future.
What should have taken only a few minutes was dragged out for over an hour by Esdeath. Her rapier had pierced through the guards countless times, even shattering their bones bit by bit.
Looking at the slightly deformed rapier in Esdeath's hand, Sora thought to himself that it was fortunate he had used the most precious metal from the King's Sword space to forge it for her. It would automatically restore itself after a while, otherwise, constantly replacing her weapon would be a huge hassle!
"Darling, it's done!"
With a final, merciful strike through the last guard's head, ending his suffering, Esdeath sheathed her rapier, satisfied, and walked back to Sora with a smile.
By now, except for Kasia and Earl Wilton, the entire Earl's mansion was in ruins, filled with dismembered limbs and corpses!
For this extremely cruel woman, Sora had nothing more to say. He glanced at Earl Wilton, who was still in endless shock and hadn't regained his composure, signaling that it was time to deal with this guy and leave.
With an evil smirk, Esdeath didn't strike but instead walked over with a mischievous smile, lifting Kasia's chin and saying:
"If you want to become my dear woman, being so weak won't do!"
"Well, we're all sisters now. I've left the last one for you, so enjoy it!"
She placed her Western-style sword into Kasia's hands, speaking with utmost wickedness.
Sora's mouth twitched. Why did this scene feel so familiar to him?!
"Ahem… Esdeath, your sword's bloodlust is too heavy. Kasia can't handle it right now."
Seeing the pale and pained expression on the girl's face, Sora quickly took the sword from her hands and threw it back to Esdeath.
"From now on, this will be your weapon."
Taking a spatial ring and a Western-style sword identical to Esdeath's from the King's Sword, Sora handed them to the girl while speaking.
The spatial ring was a high-tech product, usable in any world, convenient for the girl to carry her belongings. The Western-style sword was one Sora had made alongside Esdeath's weapon, and he still had many more in his possession.
Her expression returning to normal, a glint of something unusual flashed in her golden eyes. She had already known about these from the information transmitted during the contract formation. With a bit of excitement, the girl accepted them.
"You haven't been trained yet, and it's already impressive that you've held on this long. Don't push yourself; if it's too much, I'll handle it for you."
Though equally wicked, Sora wasn't a heartless person. The girl had already endured enough stimulation today. Gently patting her shoulder, he spoke to her.
"Thank you, Master, but I can do it myself!"
Though her hands were trembling with tension, the girl answered without hesitation.
To personally judge the man who had caused her mother's death and treated her as a high-class object her entire life—she had been waiting for this moment for so long!!!
Shrugging, since the girl insisted, Sora didn't stop her. A faint trace of admiration appeared in his eyes as he looked at her. Esdeath hung her Western-style sword at her waist, walked over to Sora, crossed her arms, and watched with a look of amusement.
Having been trained by Sora for so long, not only had her sadistic tendencies fully emerged, but this super-S queen seemed to have picked up some wicked habits as well!
"Kasia, what are you doing?!"
"No! No… I'm your father! I raised you with so much effort, spent so many resources and energy to groom you into a renowned noble lady. Are you really going to kill me?"
Seeing Kasia step closer, Earl Wilton, finally regaining his senses, was filled with terror. He knew the retribution for a lifetime of oppressing the commoners and committing evil deeds had come!
But he was unwilling to give up, hoping the girl would soften and spare him. In his memory, Kasia had been a very kind girl in her childhood. If he sincerely begged her, she would surely forgive him.
Well, as the saying goes, the ideal is beautiful, but reality is harsh.
"Hehe… Actually, my dear father, sometimes I'm quite grateful to you."
"It's because of you that I completely abandoned that naive and foolish version of myself and became who I am now!"
With a bloodthirsty and cold smirk, she drew her Western-style sword and, without hesitation, plunged it into the man's heart.
"Kasia, I, I…"
With a look of disbelief, the man tried to dodge but found himself immobilized by a powerful aura. He could only watch in endless fear and regret as his daughter's sword slowly pierced through him…
"Ha… Ha…"
Looking at Earl Wilton, whose eyes were still open but had no breath left, the girl pulled out the sword. As if all her strength had drained away, she knelt to the ground, gasping for air.
"It's alright now, it's alright. From now on, you're free—no more hatred, no more shackles."
Picking the girl up from the ground, Sora gently stroked her smooth golden hair, comforting her.
"Waa…"
As if finally finding a release, the girl clung tightly to Sora and burst into loud sobs.
"That was quite an entertaining show. Let's go home, dear."
Having had her fill, Esdeath linked arms with Sora and said with a smile.
Nodding, Sora didn't want to stay here any longer. Summoning his demon armor, the cape transformed into a pair of massive dragon wings. Holding the two girls, he gently flapped the wings and soared into the sky, disappearing as a purple streak of light…