As the snake-haired woman talked with her and smiling, she returned to her seat and commanded her soldiers to step back. And the woman spoke after she sat on the golden chair of her.
"First for all for Lira Richeolot, shall you introduce yourself as the tradition of the war in Midgard?"
Three persons near him act offensive as she said that with a mocking facial expression. Knowing that she would hide a trump card on her hand, he replied simply.
"I will introduce myself when we meet in the war. Officially."
The woman widens her eyes as it has shown up the blood-red colored eyes, with her and she says.
"You might unable to meet me anymore after this, are you sure?"
The man looked at her with a confident smile as he replied.
"I'm not sure you could survive as well, snake-haired bitch!"
The nearby armies responded with the word "What? `Bitch` How audacious you are!"
The younger twin who heard those just simply replies.
