Iblis coughed blood as the red-haired woman standing behind him pushed her dagger up. “I’m glad that you understand.” She smiled. “Now, all you need to do is to die. I will take care of the rest. I will take care of Yayis.” Iblis then gasped and looked at her. She had a mask on, but he could recognize her anyway. “No… Don’t touch–” He gasped as she kicked him to the floor and stabbed his side. He glanced at her, panting. “Please, don’t touch him… Let him live his life however he pleases!” “I’m afraid I can’t do that.” She leaned closer to Iblis’s face and pointed her dagger at his neck. “I won’t explain myself further. Now, die.” “I’m afraid I can’t let that happen.” They glanced to the side and saw Malakulmawt sitting on a desk nearby. He was reading a book then smiled at them. “Woul

