ina walked over with an exaggerated stride and held out her hand.


    Im so d to see you. I wish I could greet you, but unfortunately, I cant shake hands.


    Do you want me to untie you?


    Ah, dont do it, ina-nim!


    Arte tried to dissuade her, but inas hand reached out, and instead of loosening the restraints, ina clutched her throat like a beasts throat. Then sheughed, almost ecstatically.


    You really are living here.


    Citrina red at ina.


    She smelled a certain scent on ina. It was a scent shed noticed on Countess Badil once before.


    Gemma told me the country house had a sleep-inducing smell.


    Yes, it was a strongly anesthetic scent.


    Since Citrina had been granted the spirits pure energy, she was not easily mesmerized. But the longer she waited, the more the deceptive scent would build up in her body.


    Yes, Im alive. So what are you going to do with me?


    ina was easily aggravated by Citrinas provocative sentence.


    Are you asking if Im going to kill or spare you? I think Id like to kill and taxidermy you -the cause of my only failure.


    The cause of her failure.


    ina had a strong desire to seed. She wanted to seed, even if it meant trampling on other people.


    So it was only natural for ina to me others when she failed.


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    ina.


    ina was gritting her teeth. There was no time to spare. In a way, it looked like the kidnapper was Citrina,


    with their roles reversed.


    You cant seed in everything, and you cant be the center of everyones lives.


    ina drew the holy sword in her hand which looked eerily familiar. The pattern resembled that of Artes.


    That sword is provoking ina.


    ina.


    The Great Guide wants to keep you alive for now. Im a little upset.


    The Great Guide?


    With bloodshot eyes and red lips slightly parted, she looked as if she was preupied with something.


    ina could be selfish and self-absorbed, but she never looked like that.


    Right! So, big sister, if you want to live, kill Countess Badil


    Me?


    Yes, spirits are creatures that hate killing, so youll lose your elemental powers and be a low-level criminal. But youll still be alive, right, big sister?


    ina giggled. There were even tears forming at the corners of her eyes, she was enjoying herself so much.


    Here, take my sword.


    I dont kill.


    Th, then Ill kill you. How about that?


    Looking terribly flustered, ina took the sword from its sheath. The sword was unmistakably aimed at Citrinas side. The tip of the sword gleamed sharply.


    Are you going to kill me then?


    She didnt believe she was in imminent danger.


    But as she faced the tip of the de, she couldnt help but think of someone else. Someone who would be sad if she died.


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    Yes. Im going to kill you.


    Citrina red at ina


    ina gripped her sword tightly and brought it close to Citrinas throat. Her de inched closer to Citrinas throat, and Citrina felt the sting as blood dripped out.


    ina.


    ina didnt dare stab her. The sword vibrated near her neck.


    What? Are you going to leave a will?


    Her voice was full of bravado, but ina didnt seem to have any intention of stabbing her.


    So it felt like her ego and her sword were shing.


    inas hand trembled as if she had a tremor. Citrina looked at her calmly.


    Put that sword down.


    You dont want to die, do you?


    Genfiros.


    Citrina knew what was wrong with ina, and she knew Genfiros would never show up in this room.


    So their struggles were all a game he had set up. But she didnt know what the hell he wanted.


    I have one final piece of advice for you.


    Try me.


    ina gripped the sword with both hands. The sword slid down past her neck and rested by her heart.


    If ina delivered a deep cut, she would die. Citrina couldnt help but feel nervous. She clenched her hand.


    ina.


    Citrina focused on her fingertips, aware of the temperature that was heating up little by little, and directed all of her attention there.


    She recalled what Gemma said before. [T. L. Note: Referring to how Gemma told Citrina how to use spirit power]


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    Leave the pdins.


    As she finished speaking, the sensation at her fingertips intensified. It was a dizzying feeling as if it was digging into the tips of her nails.


    This was it.


    Instead of meeting inas gaze, she looked at the hourss.


    There was still time.


    A blue me burst from her fingertips and the restraints binding her hands shattered.


    After flicking away inas holy sword, the blue me headed towards the door.


    Citrina spoke calmly to ina, who looked on with a nk stare.


    Because I dont intend to die.


    The blue me continued to burn at the door.


    She soon felt a powerful force emanating from inside her wrist. From outside the door, a tiny spirit flew through the doorway.


    -What a find!


    She had used her elemental powers and the summoning had worked perfectly. Now it was time to confine Arte and ina.


    Citrina stepped in front of ina. ina did not meet Citrinas eyes.


    ina.


    If you wont kill her, older sister, then I will.


    Youre going to kill someone? You?


    Someone who had nothing to do with this?


    Citrina was silently appalled. ina grabbed her sword and made the sign of the Holy Cross. Her power still wasnt enough to bind ina.


    ina vanished like a ghost.


    She couldnt believe ina had given up and left this ce so soon.


    -Citrina, what does that mean? Didnt we win?


    All that was left inside the country house was an unconscious Arte, a stunned Citrina, and


    the hourss ina had stepped on when she left.


    -Gemma.


    -Yeah?


    -Find Countess Badil, quickly!


    As soon as she said Countess Badils name, the color drained from Gemmas face.