“Crazy bitch.” Anastasia cursed as she healed her disciple’s destroyed body. Victoria was sleeping deeply from exhaustion. Looking at her face, Anastasia let out a deep sigh. She knew best what her disciple was feeling.  

Victoria hadn’t been able to do anything because she was drowning in guilt. When she finally got back to her daily life, she always looked depressed. For the last hundred years, Anastasia had only seen her disciple act shamelessly, and she hadn’t seen her behave like this in a long while.

When Victoria had thrown a tantrum saying she needed to save Kahn, Anastasia didn’t help her and locked her up in a room instead, worried that she would go insane. Anastasia didn’t want to see her one and only disciple become a crazy bitch, but she had ended up that way in the end, regardless. There was nothing Anastasia could do but scold her as she puffed on her pipe. 

『Victoria.』 At that moment, a breeze silently gathered and took the form of a human. Rebecca settled down...