"Who are you?" The assassin pinned beneath the Vermilion Bird's knee let out a tinkling voice.
Under the moonlight, Vermilion Bird saw a young girl's face.
The girl was wearing strangely foreign clothes, and she winced at Vermilion Bird, "You're hurting me!"
Vermilion Bird's voice was icy and full of vigilance, "Speak, who sent you?"
The girl sweetly answered, "I came on my own, is this the Regent Prince Mansion?"
Vermilion Bird frowned, what's going on? This person is really odd!
Then the girl felt herself being lifted up; she was so scared that she clung tightly to Vermilion Bird's waist, "Ah, you ruffian, you're a ruffian... "
Vermilion Bird covered her mouth and took her to the firewood room, tossing her to the ground.
He lit a candle and got a good look at the woman's features.
She was dressed in Alien Clan garments, with silver ornaments in her hair and several braids adorned with delicate little flowers.