"If indeed I were the one who attacked, then why?"
Arshley's expression contorted with hatred upon hearing those words.
"Do you aspire to betray mankind by attacking me, the Saint of the Holy Orthodox?" Arshley asked, her voice laced with anger and a hint of menace.
At this, Luna chuckled lightly and retorted, "Hehehe... Betraying mankind? Aren't you mistaken? Isn't it you who's deemed to have betrayed mankind by not seeking vengeance for the death of the sword hero, Leon Kruger, Arshley?"
Those words felt like a knife plunging into Arshley's chest, suffocating her.
Despite her unyielding belief that Leon was still alive and her mobilization of an entire army to search for him, she outwardly maintained a silent and indifferent facade about the matter.
Had it not been for the 7,000-year agreement and Edward's assertion that Leon was the fated one, she might have fervently waged war against the Demon Race.
