If she hadn't died, perhaps over a decade later, when he went to Demon King Castle Necaris, his target would have been entirely focused on her.
"No, you're overthinking it."
Lanci spoke firmly, remaining on guard, ready to flee at any moment.
For her, the best scenario now was simply to waste Ulysses' time.
Perhaps tens of thousands of years ago, during the Blood Moon Bad World incident, when Miss Witch was still alive, she had crossed paths with Ulysses. But at that time, neither Miss Witch nor Lankros had reached a level to contend with someone like Ulysses, the Blood Clan Marquis. At most, they had one fleeting encounter before slipping away.
Given Miss Witch's identity as the Demon World Princess, during the period of the "North-South Contract," if they had been in the Demon World, Ulysses wouldn't have been able to make a move against them.
"Miss Duchess, let me guess what you're thinking right now."
Ulysses observed Lanci's expression, a faint smile playing on his lips.
