“I will kill you. Definitely, by all means.”

“......”

The first thing Sariel encountered after coming off the stage was Mercedes’ killing notice. Mercedes was completely different from Irene. She didn’t consider Sariel’s position or her friendship with Sariel at all. She just hated Sariel’s attitude toward Grid.

Was it because Mercedes loved Grid more than Irene? No, their love for Grid was infinitely limitless. Their differences came from their positions. The responsibility borne by Empress Irene was much greater than that borne by Mercedes. She had to consider many more things.

“Really... I’m really sorry...” Mercedes’ gaze filled with disgust and hatred was like a dagger that pierced Sariel’s heart. The cheek that had been hit by Irene a moment ago throbbed and hurt again. By nature, it was right that it shouldn’t hurt.

“Stop it.” Grid calmed down the atmosphere. He patted the head of Sariel, who was crushed by guilt and had lowered it. Then he wrapped his arm around Mercedes’ shoulders and...