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Victoria didn't expect that just after escaping the clutches of death, she would soon be warned about new potential threats to her life.
The phantom look-alike had warned her, just then, that her dungeon would very likely be targeted by others, for as long as she lived. What kind of life was that? Wouldn't it have been better if she had stayed dead then?
"Why me..."
At her begrudging face, the golden-eyed girl smirked.
Suddenly, Victoria's eyes made for the silver knife on the altar. Its purple arteries pulsed. If her life could be endangered at any moment, then she couldn't afford to let her guard down!
"Oh~?"
The silver-haired phantom blinked as Victoria started toward the knife, her newly equipped boots now strengthening her strides.
Finally, she grabbed the knife.
She had obtained a weapon of self-defense!
Then, her eyes settled on the dried-up blood at the altar where her current body was laid before.
