Seeing her own sister frozen inside the ice block, Akame's pupils instantly constricted.
Looking at the large ice block, Uchiha Madara's mouth couldn't help but twitch. From the situation, it was clear that Kurome had just failed to hold back and intended to rush out and fight Akame to the death, but was directly frozen by Esdeath. It had to be said, Esdeath's control over her power was exquisite.
The kick she just delivered had already loosened the large ice block. Now, as it fell to the ground, it happened to land with cracks spreading across its surface. More and more cracks were appearing on the ice block, clearly indicating that Kurome was about to break free!
Under Akame's uneasy gaze, Uchiha Madara's somewhat interested gaze, and the other Night Raid members' bewildered gazes, the ice block suddenly exploded. Kurome appeared safely and soundly.
Standing before everyone, Kurome slowly opened her eyes, a complex gaze fixed directly on Akame opposite her. Her voice was chilling: "Finally... we meet... my dear... Sister!"
The other Night Raid members were greatly startled, looking at Akame in surprise, then at Kurome in astonishment! They knew Akame quite well and naturally understood the love-hate relationship between these two sisters. One by one, they watched nervously and anxiously between Kurome and Akame, fearing to witness a scene of sisters fighting each other.
However, to the surprise of everyone in Night Raid and Akame, the emerging Kurome, although gnashing her teeth, speaking with hatred, and glaring with resentment, did not directly make a move. Kurome remained in place, coldly staring at Akame, her eyes unblinking, utterly motionless.
Facing her own sister, Akame's aura was inevitably somewhat weak at this moment: "Kurome... you..." Akame found herself opening her mouth but not knowing what to say.
Ultimately, sisterly affection prevailed. Kurome sneered, instantly guessing what Akame was about to say: "You want to ask, why when I see you, I don't kill you, don't move against you, right?"
Akame nodded silently and slowly.
"Heh heh... After all, you are now also under Lord Madara's command, and so am I. Since we both serve the same lord, mutual slaughter among family members is something Lord Madara does not wish to see.
Actually, I truly did intend to rush out and fight you to the death just now, but it was thanks to Lord Esdeath freezing me in time that I calmed down and had time to properly think about our relationship!"
After saying this, the Imperial Arm: March of the Dead - Yatsufusa, strapped around Kurome's waist, suddenly unsheathed. A cold gleam flashed, piercing towards Akame's fair neck!
The other members of Night Raid were greatly startled and were about to rush forward in their anxiety.
However, without Uchiha Madara needing to speak to stop them, Akame calmly raised her hand and spoke to halt them: "Everyone, do not act rashly! This is a matter between my sister and me!"
Since Akame had said this, what more could the Night Raid members say? After exchanging glances, they all retreated, looking very worried.
Najenda was extremely worried, even feeling somewhat helpless, because it was indeed as Akame said, this was a matter between the two sisters. They, as outsiders, were truly not suitable to interfere. But... were they just going to watch Akame be killed?
In her anxiety, Najenda looked at Uchiha Madara, giving him a questioning and probing look.
Uchiha Madara returned Najenda a reassuring look and nodded gently at her.
For some unknown reason, perhaps due to her immense trust in Uchiha Madara's abilities, Najenda nodded slightly, showing no emotion.
At this moment, Kurome rested her Imperial Arm: March of the Dead - Yatsufusa on Akame's neck, her eyes burning as she stared at her sister, trying hard to keep her voice calm, and posed a question: "Sister, I want you to tell me the truth. Back then... why did you betray us and leave us?!"
Looking directly into Kurome's eyes, Akame's gaze seemed to not flinch or evade.
The two stared at each other for a long moment. Akame then answered solemnly: "The me back then was in a constant state of killing, feeling that life was utterly bleak. Coincidentally, I met Boss..."
Najenda froze.
"Facing Boss's invitation, my heart was moved. Actually, having witnessed the darkness of the Empire, I truly began to question this Empire. The ideal Boss spoke of, overthrowing the Empire to save the people, truly made me yearn for it.
But, the most important reason I left you was because I wanted to live a different way. I didn't want to continue this muddled life of meaningless killing all day. I wanted to fight for my own goals!"
Kurome suddenly sobbed, and her sobs were tinged with a cry: "Then why didn't you explain to me back then! At least take me with you!"
Facing her sister's heart-wrenching sobs, Akame's pupils trembled, and her eye sockets couldn't help but moisten. Her voice was tinged with bitterness and sorrow: "I wanted to... but...
the conditions didn't allow it back then! Akame, back then... just how brainwashed were you by the Empire? You were completely a fanatical loyalist. If I explained to you, would you have listened? If I took you, would you have followed me?"
Kurome couldn't refute, but her eyes were already filled with tears. She looked at Akame with some agitation, and the March of the Dead - Yatsufusa in her hand trembled slightly.
Seeing her sister like this, Akame's bitterness turned into some relief. She reached out, wanting to gently caress: "Actually... Kurome... I'm very happy to see that you're no longer the fanatical loyalist of the Empire you once were. I suppose the experiences of these years, and Uchiha Madara's influence, have changed your views on the Empire, right...?"
As she spoke, Akame reached out with relief to caress Kurome's head.
Little did she know, Kurome reacted strongly. The March of the Dead - Yatsufusa, resting on Akame's neck, pressed directly against her skin!
"Don't touch me!"
Akame's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, then she tremblingly lowered it.
Staring fixedly at Akame, March of the Dead - Yatsufusa pressed tightly against Akame's skin. Kurome was so agitated that her voice trembled slightly: "I'll ask you one final, and most important, question! Now, in your heart, which is more important: me, or your so-called ideal!?"
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