The Queen of Death Return
Women Who Try Strong

Saraya is getting ready in her position. The black sword which was the changing form of his ring gave rise to electric sparks.

"My nails." There was laughter coming from behind the five depresses.

Not the voice of Red Own, this time his voice was not as heavy as before.

That's what Saraya thought. However, his guess was wrong.

A person who was still wearing a black robe, with a height, as well as a posture similar to Red Own. Only, there was no mask covering his face this time.

His face is clear. A man in his thirties, had incision marks on his forehead and chin. The face looked foreign, especially the jet black hair he had.

Is he from the south?

"I don't think you can find my weakness, this is really a crushing defeat for me. Maybe for the first time" said Red Own.

Saraya pointed her sword back forward and said, "Give up, Red Own."

Red Own's eyes look firm and full of confidence. Even though Saraya and her partner already knew her weakness, it still did not shake her. His calm attitude shows that he has something that has not been shown.

"Seeing someone who had just managed to pluck the fruit from the lowest branch, he forgot the more valuable fruit on the other branch. You celebrate that achievement? It's ridiculous."

Saraya realizes the words of Red Own.

Are there any more trump cards he's hiding?

"Be careful, I feel like there's something she's hiding" Rista said.

"I know, but I can't just keep looking at them!"

*wush!

Saraya ran quickly towards the Red Own. Rista failed to hold Saraya back from being surprised by the move the woman took.

The five depresses advanced simultaneously attacking Saraya.

Saraya looked at the Red Own who seemed to underestimate her abilities. The woman smiled and muttered little, "Bas stupid."

"The Fast Sword Technique." Saraya closed her eyes. His senses are increasingly sensitive to the surrounding conditions, including the five depresses in front of him.

Electricity stung the depress's fifth leg, instantly obstructing their movement.

*crack!

With lightning speed, Saraya slashed through all five depresses at the same time, leaving behind a trail of sinuous light lines.

"The Laws of Lightning."

*Out!

Lightning grabbed the bodies of the five depresses after.

Last Sword Technique: Laws of Lightning is an advanced technique and Thunder Slash. It could only be used with a sword, therefore Saraya rarely used it, moreover this technique also drained a lot of his Mana. It was comparable to his hard work, as Saraya had created five other sword techniques.

Rista was impressed to see Saraya's ability from a distance. Such abnormal depressions were extremely troublesome, but Saraya managed to eliminate five abnormal depressions at once. On the other hand, Rista felt envious, he looked down at his two hands that were grasping the nucleus.

Other than physical strength, there's nothing I can be proud of.

Back to the fight.

Saraya had arrived right in front of the Red Own in a position ready to slash it.

My feelings are not good.

He said that because he saw Red Own who did not panic at all. Instead the man smiled as if telling Saraya to slash him immediately.

Something was approaching, rather it was already right above them.

Saraya immediately jumped backwards with the help of a lightning blow at her feet.

"Huh?" Saraya's eyes opened wide after seeing the figure that interrupted her fight.

Other abnormal depressions. Having a messy body shape, literally they still look like humans, but with some growing on certain body parts. One depress had six arms and eight heads scattered all over its body.

*bruk!

Saraya fell down until her knee hit her hard enough. His body was stout, even cold sweat came out from his skin.

On the other hand, Rista was also surprised by what he saw.

"It's unmistakable, it must be them," Rista said with a stifled expression looking at the figure.

Red Own looked satisfied looking at the desperate expression Saraya showed. He walked over to Saraya to clearly see the woman's expression.

"It doesn't matter if you kill those five failed products, because I've prepared a masterpiece that's amazing."

They don't know it. Saraya's eight subordinates didn't know how to defeat the abnormal depress. It left the deepest regret in his heart.

A One, A Two, A Three, A Four, A Five, A Six, A Seven, and last ... A Eight's. They were all victims of war atrocities, losing their direction and purpose to live. It was up to where Saraya had accepted them. Changing lifestyles, even training like hell they have been through together.

A few years ago, when Saraya started her job as a city leader.

Saraya was putting aside the documents in her study. It was a document about the number of immigrants who entered his territory, all written in detail so that the number of sheets of paper on his desk was very large. He was accompanied by A One who double-checked the documents that entered the office.

The atmosphere was very quiet, only the sound of document paper became a crowning. Moments passed, A One found a suspicious document and reported it to Saraya.

"It looks like they want to cheat again" said A One.

"Again?" saraya asked without taking her eyes off the document paper.

It's a matter of food. The number of immigrants continues to grow, Saraya lack of workers who can record data from each immigrant. He therefore used some immigrant representatives to do the work.

It's just, they don't do the division evenly. Only their group got the most ingredients, while the other group that did not have a representative only got a little.

Just think about the group, even though they are both immigrants.

A One was a little upset that this incident was not the first. Again and again, nothing will change if you change representatives, similar events will happen again.

"Miss, it's time they were independent. I've prepared some empty slots for them to work on the farm."

Saraya immediately stopped her activities, she immediately looked towards A One with a slight affirmation of her expression.

A One was slightly depressed looking at Saraya's expression.

Saraya asks A One a question. "Who are you providing that slot for?"

"Of course, for them," A One replied with great confidence.

"Which one are they?"

Hearing Saraya's back-to-back questions, A One fell silent for a moment. That's a difficult question to answer under current conditions, the only way is to be confident with the decision.

As the number of refugees increases, it will not show a difference, instead they still lack job slots in the city. That's what A One thinks.

"Just run this scheme first, we still have a lot of supplies and money. No need to burden yourself, let me as your leader who will solve this problem," Saraya continued.

"No, Miss!" A One raised her voice back then, even her expression looked annoyed.

"Huh?" Saraya is surprised to see A One refute her.

"Miss, you once said that we'd be stripping off the name Bad Blood slowly to start this all off. This is not a battleground, but a humanitarian mission. We've felt it before we met you."

"A One ...." Saraya did not want to cut off the words of her subordinates.

"When we were overwhelmed against a powerful enemy, you came to settle it yourself. We felt useless in that moment. Therefore, Miss ... don't carry more burden than this, leave it to us, believe me."

"Believe, will you?"

Saraya slightly lowered her head, pondering the words A One just now.

To be honest, they were already much stronger at the moment. Moments like this are finally coming, too, huh.

A One stood up from his seat, walked before Saraya and knelt down. The other seven people suddenly appeared out of nowhere and did a similar pose.

"Give it to us, Miss!" shout them at the same time.

"All right." Saraya could no longer argue with them. He finally realized that not only strength, their stubbornness also decreased from him.

But, the truth is at the moment.

This is the result I got for entrusting everything to you.

*bruk!

Justin comes to Saraya's place, he runs away from Rasta.

On the other hand, Rasta was just standing with the Shadow Amor still covering her body. He seems to be releasing Justin.

"Justin, don't kill him" said Red Own.

"MY NAILS, ALL RIGHT."

Saraya still kept her head down, her fighting spirit had completely disappeared by now.

What am I supposed to do now, Dad?

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