Little Little Little Little Little Fly

"Dear, it's time for your medicine!"
The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds.
On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul...
From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!

Hero? Are You Worthy?

After some brief pleasantries, Rose Vesper invited the two into her boudoir, which was a bit messy, indicating that her recent mood hadn't been great.


Rose Vesper enthusiastically prepared tea for them, really wanting to add something messy into the tea but ultimately holding herself back.


"Whew... finally back in the Imperial City," Aili took a sip of tea, stretched her thin arms and legs while sitting in the chair, and said with a giggly smile.


It was those delicate and fair arms that had slit countless throats with a dagger.


As Thief Saints, sisters Aileen and Aili were experts in assassination, capable of ending lives from the most unexpected angles, yet they appeared so naive and cute, which was highly deceptive.


Inside, Rose Vesper cursed, but her face still wore a gentle smile, "Aili, why have only you returned? Where is your sister?"


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