"You don't have to kill her."
Matthew nodded.
"Thank you for your reminder."
The Sphinx puffed out his chest proudly and could not help but ask,
"Do you have clothes?
"You need a black one."
Matthew thought for a moment.
"Quite a lot.
"If you want, I can give you some."
As he spoke, he took out a large roll of black cloth.
The cloth was emitting a faint negative energy.
Some of them had blood stains on them.
The Sphinx took the cloth and sniffed it, then nodded in satisfaction.
"This kind of cloth is fine. Medusa's petrified gaze can't penetrate it.
"What is this originally used for?"
Matthew explained,
"Corpse shroud."
The Sphinx shivered.
"I'll take my leave first!"
After saying that, he returned the shroud to Matthew and resolutely disappeared from the spot.
"Soldier, carry her back and close the box."
Matthew ordered.
Five minutes later.
