"I've already explained it to you, Mitra. In a situation like this, if we want to survive, we have to cooperate with them." Margaret frowned slightly as she explained to the little fanged girl before her.
"You liar! You're a big liar! You never wanted to kill Charles! Everything you did was a lie to deceive me! You used us!" 134, floating in midair, looked extremely agitated.
Margaret felt a headache coming on. Although the Mitra before her was supposedly several hundred years old, her childish personality made her incredibly difficult to deal with. Even when presented with the facts, she still prioritized her own emotions, completely ignoring the stakes.
"Charles must die! He took my island! No one can take my things! We had an agreement! Our cooperation was to kill Charles, but what did you do!? You helped him!" 134's voice grew shrill with agitation, her small face flushing bright red.
