"Hahaha… Woman, is that all you've got? If you don't want to be trampled by me, just obediently surrender!"
Looking at Spear, who was half-crouched on the ground in a pitiful state, Syura laughed arrogantly.
Though he appeared relaxed, only Syura knew the cost of pushing this woman to such a state. The thread manipulation ability was extremely annoying. If he didn't have the ability to move freely within the Dimensional Formation, he might never have captured her!
But now, everything was over. Seeing the exhausted Spear, Syura sneered and took slow steps toward her.
"Hehehe, do you really think it's over, cross-faced?"
Suddenly, the girl raised her head with a strange smile, her ten fingers flicking the threads continuously.
"You despicable wretch! Haven't I told you that your little tricks don't work on me? In this space created by Shambhala, I am invincible!"
Seeing the threads suddenly appear around him, crisscrossing and immobilizing his body, Syura shouted angrily. How many times does this annoying woman want to play this game?!
Even if he was trapped, so what? As soon as he activated Shambhala's ability, he could escape immediately!
"Is that so… then try to escape this time!"
A cold smile appeared on the girl's lips. Under her control, a nearly transparent thread pierced Syura's neck. In his anger, Syura didn't notice at all.
"Damn it! Since you won't give up, I'll show you again! I've decided that once I catch you, I'll pin you down and torture you until you can neither live nor die, only then will my anger be quenched!"
"Shambhala—activate!"
With a ferocious expression, Syura no longer wanted to play games. He decided that the next attack would be the final blow to defeat Spear.
"Hmm… What's happening?! My body…"
Suddenly, Syura was stunned, then filled with endless terror. His body disobeyed him, and he couldn't even activate his Teigu!
"What… what did you do to me?!"
Suddenly awakened, looking at Spear's bloodthirsty cold smile, Syura lost all his previous arrogance and ferocity, replaced by shock and disbelief.
"So this is your Teigu, called Shambhala or something…"
Without answering Syura's question, the girl slowly stood up. Her right index finger slightly bent, and the Teigu Dimensional Formation [Shambhala], which Syura had been holding, fell into her hand.
"You… ah! My!!"
Syura wanted to roar at the girl, but with a sound of blood spraying and something dropping to the ground, he suddenly realized that one of his arms had fallen off. He screamed in pain.
He tried to move, but couldn't! Besides feeling the pain, Syura was horrified to find he had completely lost control of his body, as if he had become a puppet in someone else's ha!
"It's useless. You've become a puppet controlled by Cross Tail. Although I can only use it on one person now, once perfected, you'll never escape again."
"You're the son of that minister, just as sinful as him. Killing you would dirty my hands. End your filthy life yourself."
Retracting the other threads, Spear controlled Syura's hand holding a dagger, slowly stabbing it toward his own heart. If it were another girl, she might have tortured him first, but Spear hadn't been corrupted by those evil people yet, so she had no such cruel whims.
"No… no… I'm the minister's son! You can't kill me! You can't kill me!"
"Please, let me go! My father will pay you whatever you want! Anything you want, just let me go!"
For the first time in his life, feeling the threat of death so strongly, Syura watched helplessly as his hand, no matter how hard he tried, continued to stab toward his heart. His heart was filled with endless fear.
No more arrogance, no more hatred, no more desire to possess these women. At this moment, he only wanted to live! Only wanted to live!
Coldly watching this scum's disgusting performance, Spear was unmoved. She was kind but not a foolish do-gooder. She would show no mercy to those who deserved to die!
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! I'm going to be the emperor of this country! You can't…"
Pfft…
Roaring fiercely, but it didn't stop the girl's determination to kill him. With the sound of a dagger piercing the heart and blood spraying, Syura's expression froze and he finally stopped struggling.
"How is this possible… I, the great one, would die here…"
Full of unwillingness and hatred, Syura's body collapsed to the ground.
Seeing Syura finally dead, Spear let out a long sigh of relief and, exhausted, collapsed toward the ground.
However, the girl's body did not fall to the ground but landed in a warm embrace.
"Lord Sora, this… is that guy's Teigu…"
Looking at Sora who caught her, the girl smiled happily and weakly handed over the Teigu Dimensional Formation [Shambhala] she had taken from Syura.
In fact, a large part of Spear's victory over Syura was due to luck. If Syura hadn't been arrogant and careless at the end, allowing Spear's threads to invade his body and control him, he might not have lost.
Even so, defeating Syura and controlling him to kill himself had already consumed the last bit of strength in the girl's body. Now, even speaking was difficult.
"Well done, Spear. You can rest now. We'll take care of the rest."
Sora gently touched the girl's forehead, taking the Dimensional Formation [Shambhala] while speaking tenderly.
Actually, Sora himself didn't have much hope that Spear could defeat Syura, given the obvious gap between them. But in the end, this girl won the battle with her resilience and wisdom, proving herself to everyone.
"Mm…"
With a sweet smile, the girl relaxed her mind, closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
"Hehe, as expected of the woman my beloved favors, little sister Spear really gave us a surprise!"
Esdeath's voice came from beside Sora. She looked at the already unconscious Spear with endless admiration in her icy blue eyes.
"My dear, the minister's son died here. How do you plan to handle this matter?"
Although she knew neither she nor Sora cared much about this, Esdeath was curious about how Sora would deal with it. After all, so far, they had been getting along well with that fat minister.
"Hehe, how to handle it? From the moment he wanted to possess my woman, he was already a dead man!"
A cold glint flashed in his eyes. Sora sneered and continued to Sayo and a guard girl beside him:
"Sayo, feed this guy's corpse to Koro."
"Number 20, go to the minister and tell him that this cross-faced brat was killed by me! Considering his old age and loss of a son, I won't ask for compensation for mental distress, but our house was heavily damaged, and I won't accept any less than full compensation for that!"
Without any objection, Sayo left the scene to bring Koro in through the main gate for a snack.
"Hehehe, Master, can I ask the minister for extra travel expenses?"
That was the giggling voice of the guard girl called Number 20 by Sora.
"Whatever you want!"
Sora replied with a twitch at the corner of his mouth, looking speechless.
"Yay, Master, you're so kind!"
The girl was extremely happy, thinking to herself that she might as well ask for ten or eight times more. She was already eager to go ask the minister for her pocket money and disappeared in a flash…