"I'm about to speak with the Hierarchical Holy Daughter..."
An Su noticed that Brother of the Stairs had become nervous; this robust man, who had boasted when drunk that he would surpass the Hierarchical Holy Daughter, now seemed unnatural even when talking to her in person after sobering up.
And another genius known as the Chaos Escalator also appeared tense at this moment.
It seemed that in the eyes of the Chaos Followers, Elfu was indeed a saint of unassailable sanctity.
To disrupt the world, subvert order, fool people's hearts, she had never failed in her chaotic career, flawless.
Only the Demigod of the Sanctuary of Chaos knew of any misstep Elfu might have taken.
"Did you just say An Su Moningsta was a genius?"
As An Su approached, Elfu spoke coldly.
"Want to die?"
The tone was icy.
Laden with a dense intent to kill.
