Aver remembered it vividly—the day he went to Black Falling to scavenge for sacrifices, he stumbled upon a beautiful young girl in a farmer's household.
Intrigued, Aver chose her as the sacrifice for that occasion, planning to find an opportune moment to defile and then kill the girl, offering her to the abyss.
This girl was none other than Fiona standing before him now.
But Aver remembered that back then, the girl was a mere mortal, powerless and without any demonic fruit, nor had she practiced any human awakener techniques.
How then, had she become a pureblood demon now?
Aver found this unbelievable, shaking his head and staring at Fiona, saying, "You must have used some special method to make me think you're a pureblood demon. A mere human, without some grand stroke of fate, could never transform into a pureblood demon in such a short time."
Fiona responded with a serene smile, slamming her trident into the ground.
