A desperate situation.
The worst trolley problem.
Save the comrade they lived with day and night.
Or save the innocent masses?
There was no third option, for the lever of the tracks was in the opponent's hand. If he wished, neither Lefiya nor the people would survive!
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Full of surging momentum yet unable to move, the expressions on Tione and Tiona's faces were on the verge of collapsing.
Destruction is always easier than creation. And a reckless madman always has more choices than a person who must look before they leap.
"Cough!!" Blood continued to seep from Lefiya's lips.
Her chest rose and fell with difficulty, desperately drawing small amounts of air through her damaged windpipe.
Vito wasn't joking; snapping Lefiya's neck was a thought away.
"Hurry up and choose, righteous heroes!"
"Your comrade, or your conviction!"
For the greater good, abandon a dear friend. Or for her, abandon the greater good?
They couldn't decide, couldn't speak! Both sides of the scale were so heavy that it was suffocating!
Vito reveled in this desperate sight, the feeling of satisfaction filling his heart, even causing his broken body to feel a spontaneous desire for an er-ection.
It was too marvelous, this feeling of roasting "justice" over a fire and listening to their pain.
Look! Those people whose sanity had been consumed by fear were already beginning to blame!
"What is that Elf! If she's so weak, she shouldn't go up and drag everyone down!"
"It's just one person; why are they still hesitating? Abandon her and destroy the monster!"
"What Loki Familia, they are just famous in name only!"
When people are on the brink of collapse, they always seek an outlet for their frustration, whether rational or not.
This was the true face of human nature, the real inherent evil of humanity!
Damn it, someone come!
Someone come and save Lefiya!
Someone come and tell me what to do!
Captain, Riveria, Gareth, whoever—please!!!
The Amazon sisters' minds were buzzing with noise, unable to think.
No matter how strong they were, they were still just seventeen-year-old girls.
They had no experience dealing with such a crisis and were completely helpless.
And just as the arena fell into a deadly stalemate...
"Huh? Boars~?"
Behind Lili and the others, Eugene's figure flashed and disappeared.
Only his voice was imprinted in their minds.
"Look out for yourselves. If the situation goes bad, escape immediately."
"I'm… going to have some fun!"
Whoosh!
After the final explosion subsided, silence returned to the Coliseum.
It was at this moment that Ais and the others arrived at the surrounding area.
Under Shakti's arrangement, Ais, manipulating the wind, ignored the terrain and reached the highest point of the Coliseum in two strides.
The moment her gaze settled, her expression froze.
Lefiya?
She skimmed over the swaying man-eating flowers, Vito's figure laughing maniacally with his back to her, and Tione and Tiona in their stances, frustrated and helpless.
Ais's gaze finally settled on the Elf girl, wrapped in roots, spitting blood, and barely clinging to life.
She was a gentle girl with a delicate appearance, yet fiercely competitive at heart.
She saw Ais as her idol, always greeting her with a smile and striving relentlessly to stand by her side.
And now, that girl who bloomed toward the light like a sunflower was bound by filthy tendrils, her chest stained with blood, her life hanging by a thread.
The culprit was using her life to threaten her comrades!
Whoosh!!
A sharp ringing burst in Ais's consciousness. Her pupils dilated, and her face took on a cold hostility.
On the surface of her pure white dress, bits of black aura began to seep out!
The Avenger Black Flame—this was the demonic power hidden within Ais.
Whenever she was blinded by hatred, this immensely powerful force would help her transform into an Avenging Angel, killing everyone in sight!
But at the same time, the angel would be scorched by the Black Flame until she was completely consumed by it.
In this moment, seeing her friend harmed and threatened, the supreme evil fire within Ais began to stir again!
"Yo, the view here is pretty good!"
A sudden voice made Ais abruptly shift her gaze.
"You… how are you…"
Reverting to his initial black windbreaker attire, Eugene approached Ais step by step.
Ignoring her wary eyes and the sword raised in her hand, he began to explain the situation to her.
Vito, the bombs, the man-eating flowers, the duel, the trolley problem—he summarized the current state in just a few sentences.
As Eugene spoke, the aura around Ais's body receded significantly.
"So, what is the meaning of telling me all this?"
She didn't understand why Eugene was here. It couldn't be a good time to fight, could it?
"The strong members of the Ganesha Familia are still unaware of the situation. It'll be up to you to relay the message to them: focus on clearing the bombs and protecting the public first, keeping potential casualties to a minimum."
Eugene stated his intention, but Ais immediately rejected him.
"I cannot just leave! I must save Lefiya!"
Eugene didn't humor the girl, delivering a resounding slap-in-the-face retort: "Ha, you can't save her on your own."
Ais's expression froze. Just as she was about to retort, she was interrupted again.
"At this distance, you would have to rely on the wind to fly over and save her, but that kind of movement will absolutely be noticed."
"Right now, the girl is barely breathing. Can you guarantee that you can sever all those tentacles before her neck is broken?"
"Furthermore, once you save her, how will you handle it? Leave immediately and take her to the hospital?"
"If you handle it improperly and enrage that lunatic, everyone will die."
"I…" Ais was choked by his words. She showed a struggling expression but couldn't come up with any solution.
Like the Amazon sisters in the arena, Ais only knew how to fight.
She had always believed that being strong enough could protect everyone, but now it seemed that was not the case.
"Heh-heh, don't be so pessimistic."
Eugene put his hands on his hips and puffed out his chest proudly: "You still have me, don't you!"
"You?"
Ais was full of questions.
You, the Flame Breather old schemer, what good are you? Burn everyone to death with a blast of fire?
"How to choose is your business," Eugene smiled, spreading his hands: "Risk your life yourself, or simply hand it over to me, a stranger."
"Both choices are equally uncertain, but if you choose me, I can offer you verbal reassurance."
His dark gold eyes gradually brightened, exuding an aura that made him seem profoundly mysterious.
"Rest assured, that girl will survive."
"I promise you, my Princess."
The simple words brought a rare sense of peace.
Ais's memory flashed back, as if she was seeing Eugene's relieved smile when she broke through the flames with all her might.
At that time, he seemed to be saying, You made it here after all.
Everything was within his prediction.
"...I'm counting on you."
The proud Sword Princess bowed deeply to the man she had only met twice, entrusting her friend's life to him.
Her pretty face was filled with pain and apology. It was the guilt of not being able to personally save Lefiya.
I'm sorry, Lefiya. You see me as your role model, but I can't save you.
Thinking of the bright Elf girl, Ais's eyes welled up with tears.
"Don't cry; don't make it so emotional."
Eugene's voice sounded in front of her. The overly close distance made Ais snap back to attention.
Her body arched like a cat, and her hand moved to the hilt of her sword!
But when she looked up, Eugene was gone. His voice dissolved in the wind, just like the nature of the rogue.
"I've got this…"
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