"The Saint Heir's Advent, what is that?"
Roger blurted out.
"Haha... Haha!"
Spitting out blood, Ivy laughed hysterically.
"You know nothing, yet you dared to hide the Soul Transference Book?"
But then her smile vanished, "If I had known that a casually stolen book contained such a secret..."
"How would I have ended up in such a state?"
Ivy looked at Roger with a mocking expression, "I'm about to die, and it's going to be your turn next."
"Haha, I'm really curious whether you'll continue to keep that book or throw it away!"
"Faced with such temptation, even if it leads to death, no one would want to give it up, right..."
Ivy's voice grew weaker and weaker until it was almost inaudible.
Hiss!
Roger pulled out the longsword with frustration and shook off the blood on it.
"It's true that you can't let the villain speak before they die."
Even though he had solved a big problem, Roger always felt that he was one step closer to real trouble.
