"Mister Crowley, could you please give me Miss Koneko's head?" Mira said, desperation and slight despair in the tones of her voice.
It was as though she was close to becoming one with darkness herself despite being of the holy attribute.
Unfortunately, it was impossible for Shye to cater to her heartbroken wishes, as it was his quest to obtain the false core.
She looked pitiful. There were no traces of her once cute and innocent countenance, her hands shaking, traumatized.
"As much as I would love to, Mira, I cannot give you the azure core, as it would be detrimental to the mission. I will be keeping it for now."
"Hiih!"
Hearing Shye's words, the holy priestess let out some sort of strange half-squeal, the desperation on her face becoming more and more evident.
It was weird.
