NEOMA had to have a heart of steel.
She remembered the time she hated fighting Helstor's Battle Representatives when she realized that he was planning to make children fight on his behalf. Now she felt silly for feeling that way.
Having said that, there was still a small part of her heart that ached for the poor children.
After all, it didn't change the fact that those kids were victims.
However, now she knew that she didn't have the luxury to worry about kids when her own kids were in danger.
I'll save those who want to be saved, but otherwise…
"This cold side of you is also charming, Princess Neoma," the Ancient Devil said, giving Neoma a smile that turned his eyes into little crescent moons. "You being heartless only makes you more beautiful."
Neoma just rolled her eyes at the Ancient Devil's nonsense.
