"What... what are you talking about?" Lilian's forehead creased with lines of discomfort as she stammered.

Clearly, Lilian could not unravel the mysteries behind Roza's and "that person's" transaction—an insidious exchange that manifested as nothing short of a manipulative game, reminiscent of a cunning con artist. The key distinction lay in the fact that "THAT PERSON" could execute something as sinister as inhabiting the bodies of its victims.

"That person" was no ordinary being, for he claimed to exist in a realm beyond this world—a deeply unsettling notion for someone who was essentially an outcast from the realm of the living.

"Oh my, apologies. I never meant to antagonize myself to you, Miss Lilian," waving her hand in gentle scoff, Roza replied.

"[For you bear the destiny of my freedom]," a part of Roza's, or to say, 'that person's' speech, only to himself.

"Now---the matter at hand---hmm," Roza's violet tresses swayed gracefully as she pivoted towards the crouching figure of Madam Scarlett, whose countenance remained blank with despair.

Roza took a single step towards Madam Scarlett, then.

"You better not move or I will---" Lilian's silver hairs fluttered in the air like pearls' sparks in the deep dark sea.

"You will what?" Roza halted her steps and asked, her gaze meeting Lilian's.

"---it will be bad," Lilian responded, looking flustered and uncertain about how to counter Roza's reasoning.

Surging dark past images formed in reminiscence of her mind; she was reminded.

"Bad---what a funny word you use for the monstrosity you are, Miss Lilian---hahahaha, quite amusing, aren't you!" Without holding back, the contents of secrets known to "that person" were uttered from Roza's feminine, sweet, ringing voice. A dark, mischievous chuckle escaped her.

"-----------------" Lilian's face contorted in discomfort, her heartbeat speeding up in sudden succession as her mind absorbed the utterance from her.

Suddenly, Roza stepped in front of Madam Scarlett, crouching at the same level as Madam Scarlett, she asked, "Why do you insist on this absurd wish of your dead husband?"

"-------"

"It wouldn't take much from me to get the right information, but then again, I already have the Labyrinth's location within my grasp. Interrogating you is only so things remain interesting to me."

"What happened to Jean??" Madam Scarlett's blank countenance questioned her interrogator.

"Miss Roza Kingsmaid stabbed him—so he is in quite a bad state."

"That's absurd. Even if Jean gets stabbed a million times, he can still regenerate."

" She used the treasured Unicorn's horn. It will definitely take quite a toll on his vampiric existence."

"Let me complete my end of this transaction; I'm running out of time, you see."

"You wench," Madam Scarlett murmured.

"---Hmm??" Roza, or to say, that person, questioned, dumbfounded.

"YOU WORTHLESS CUNT!" Madam Scarlett's countenance contorted into a sudden burst of anger, her eyes' veins strained with utter disappointment.

"Do you have any idea what you've done?" Her fingers pulled at strands of Roza's violet hair in anger.

"How could you do something like that!" Madam Scarlett roared.

"------" Bewildered, Roza couldn't react to Madam Scarlett's sudden outburst.

Pulling strands of Roza's violet tresses, Madam Scarlett's voice grew hoarse.

"You --- have any idea what is about to happen?"

"There is no escape, no, no, no. There is no escape. Everyone will die, everyone will die, and it's all because of you."

"For the purpose my husband died for, how can you swallow it so easily, huh?"

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"The world is doomed---we still have Decimus but he is gone." Madam Scarlett's composure grew pale; her breathing hyperventilated.

Her vision met the personage responsible for the awaited adversary. It wasn't as hard for her to at least take revenge on the responsible soul that violated her dead husband's sacrifice.

"Now, World Dragon Yang would be released from his seal!"

"So you understand why I'm running out of time here, but then again it's still too early for the seal to break---khggrrr."

Madam Scarlett's fingers dug into the slender neck of Roza Kingsmaid.

"At least I will kill you with my own hand! Aaaaaaaa!" Madam Scarlett's voice hoarsened.

"Khrr, now now, this is---khr--quite impolite, Madam Scarlett," Roza's face turned red as blood rushed through her head, and Madam Scarlett's grip on her neck tightened.

[System, help, help..... She is....strong.]

[System: Use the judgment collar on her neck.... Activating slave curse....]

[Oh, I'm dying!]

Roza's fingers sparked red, and she slightly touched the spiky collar that Roza had successfully placed on Madam Scarlett during the earlier chaos.

At once, the sparkles radiated in red, and a current passed through Madam Scarlett's body, erupting from her collar to her entire body, giving her a painful jolt of electric shock.

"Aaaaaaaarrrrghhh----" Madam Scarlett cried in pain, collapsing and foaming at the mouth.

"Jeez, how unruly women can be at times. It's quite agitating---don't you think, Misss Lilian?" Roza, or to say, that person, said, gently smoothing her violet-colored hair, looking somewhat exhausted from his or her exchange with Madam Scarlett, who lay on the room floor, foaming at the mouth.

"What have you done!!! ----just stop it already, stop hurting anyone. Haven't you done enough???"

Lilian's expression turned tired from the trepidation that had befallen her and the lives of people close to her.

"What will you achieve by hurting us?" Lilian's beautiful, pale-skinned face contorted into a teary, crying expression as her nose and cheeks turned red, which definitely didn't suit her feminine charm, though some sadists might find her expression rather cute.

"No, no, no. Let me be clear; I never intended for Miss Roza to show this level of aggression, but she is quite the worrywart, you see," Roza's sweet voice rang as if attempting to find reason as she or he explained.

"Huh!"

But her or his explanation only made Lilian's mind fill with clouds, and she grew more and more hostile towards her carefree assailant.

"I have a request." Roza smiled gently.

"What request?" Lilian's wariness increased. Could she expect any form of leniency from a person as cruel as Roza Kingsmaid?

"If you Miss Lilian were to accompany us towards our journey---that is Lord's Labyrinth."

"Then what?" Feeling a cold chill down her spine Lilian asks.

"Then I will leave this place immediately. Not only that, I will also heal the injured and provide them safety under my name."

"-----then?" Being suspicious of the crazy person that stood before, demanding something ridiculous, after putting her, her brother and her friends in such difficult ordeal.

"In this way, no one has to get hurt, so choose carefully; people's lives are at stake here, you see!" Roza gently said, her innocence betraying no hint of the trepidation that she would cause.

"Of course, we will protect your life and take care of your safety and needs for the travel." Roza continues-

"Do you comply? Miss Lilian." Roza's smile remained stoic on her face.

"Oi, Sister Lilian, it's not right for you to travel alone, leaving me all alone and bored."

Suddenly, Albert's voice rang out from behind Roza. It could be counted as a comical comeback from the hero, or perhaps the rising of the dead for vengeance or revenge, like a character from a horror analog.

Roza turned her eyes to meet the person standing in the garden side of the room. Due to the intense battle, all of its walls and a huge gap in the ceiling let the sun's rays pass through from the azure heavens above.

"I want to get close to this lil princess, you see. Can you be my wingman, big sister Lilian?" Closing one eye as the other twinkled, Albert smirked.

"Oh wait, big sister is a girl, how can she be a wingman? Hmm, obviously she would be a Wingwoman." Casually, Albert scratched his forehead, contemplating aloud, almost talking to himself.

His remains of white shirt still held traces of burnt parts, as his torso was naked due to the attack caused by Roza. However, the more eerie fact was that his body showed no signs of any injury whatsoever, as if it had regenerated itself.

"Hey, lil princess, you can't take my sister unless we go on a date."

"Oh my, it's of no bother if you tag along with Miss Lilian," Roza said, smiling gently as her violet hair fluttered in the gentle breeze that swept through the air.

"Then, Miss Lilian, would you accompany us on this date?" Roza suddenly turned towards Lilian.

"A date... you say?"

"Lilian, there's no reason to obey her," suddenly Susan's voice pierced through. Still on the ground, she voiced her denial.

"There's no reason for us to believe her." With strength forming in her limbs, Susan tried to lever herself off the room floor.

"Miss Susan, you still seem to underestimate your situation here. I promise not to harm your mother again if you gracefully comply," Roza said gently as she gestured toward Madam Scarlett, who remained on the floor, her eyes upturned and teary.

"Reject, if you want your mother to suffer, that is." Roza's poised hand sparked with red, adding an intimidating presence to her words.

"You bitch."

"Hmm."

"I will go!" Lilian raised her voice.

"Then it's decided," Roza shrugged at Susan, who was tempted to attack the assaulter.

"Then I will also tag along with you, Lilian. I can't trust her, I will be with you," Susan, growing frustrated, proposed.

"It's not a proposal! I'm going."

Seems it was not a proposal.

"Ooohh, could this be a double date? Listen, how does this sound? Double date in the Labyrinth."

"-----"

"-----"

"Sounds cool, right? Right!"

"Then I have no choice but to comply, do I? Let's do this double date of yours," Roza, looking somewhat tired from this conversation, complied without complaint.

[I can't believe I accepted a date request from a man.]

[Though this would befall on Miss Roza, not me but it still feels....]

[System: Exciting!... ]

[Systeem!!....]

[.....However calling my heavenly ordeal a double date, huh?]

[Krifufufumahahhaha]

Roza softly chuckled to herself, or himself.