It looked like the peel of some kind of fruit...
It seemed...
To irresistibly invite one to step on it...
"Hmm?"
Many thoughts crossed the Yanluo Queen's mind.
But by the time she realized what was happening, her little foot, clad in a high-heeled shoe, had involuntarily stepped on it.
Yanluo Queen: "???"
The next second.
Yanluo Queen—
Was flat on her back.
At the same time.
As Yi Lin estimated that the Yanluo Queen was about to step on the banana peel, he turned a corner and faint sounds of a blade chopping into flesh reached his ears.
Ten minutes later.
Yi Lin caught up with Oda Mai's footsteps.
From a distance.
Around Oda Mai's feet were all corpses, her Double Blades unsheathed, holding one in each hand, angled down toward the ground, still dripping blood.
Drip, drip, drip.
