"Oh?"
Camilla, who was sitting on the Withering Throne, snorted in confusion when She sensed an uninvited guest that wasn't part of Her plan.
The Demon General named Greed stood uneasily in the middle of the crowd—because of its previous words, it had undoubtedly become the center of attention. Almost everyone in White Bone Castle's conference hall turned their gazes to it, waiting to see its next move.
This included Camilla, who was no longer infinite and had retracted Her will from the Camilla timeline where She had never existed. Having appeared through Floral's body, She lowered Her high and mighty gaze and looked at the newcomer with pity.
"Then, what do you plan on doing after following the will of the Moon Realm Calamity, Greed?"
Camilla broke the awkward silence as if She was giving a warning or just saying it casually. Her voice, filled with a harsh pressure, echoed throughout the hall.
