Ivita hesitated whether to tell the Princess that she was the main line of the Alsace royal family, the only heir to the kingdom. The current situation was urgent, and revealing the crisis of Alsace to the Princess might distract her and create an unforeseen situation.
As Ivita was contemplating, the Fire Demon's body began to grow in the distance. The fire inside made crackling noises, reminiscent of the sound of flames burning in a campfire.
"O flames, under the witness of the Broken Steel Sword, I present my most profound contrition."
"Use my body to punish those who steal fire."
"This is my atonement."
"Please allow me..."
In the flames was a young man's soul, wailing and screaming. His soul was gradually shattering in the scorching flames, his features disintegrated into charred ash under endless remorse and pain.
