"…" Felt's cold sweat dripped from her chin onto the wooden floor with a faint sound, and she finally said dispiritedly.
"I understand, I'll give it back to you."
In this situation, she couldn't make the decision; she and Rom's lives might be lost.
It was normal for a thief to fail. Since she earned this money, she was prepared for the consequences of failure. "Here you go." Felt threw the emblem towards Emilia.
Emilia raised her hand to catch it, carefully examining the emblem. Only after confirming there were no issues did she breathe a sigh of relief.
Just then, a hidden sharp edge flashed towards Emilia's stomach. The force of the edge was extremely tricky,
and the air didn't even make much tearing sound.
Emilia didn't react at all.
However, Holy Son, as a peak Lv.4 and a demigod capable of easily annihilating a city, had already noticed the scoundrel lurking in the warehouse.
She simply wanted to see what this scoundrel intended to do, which was why she hadn't acted.
Besides her, Tendo Kisara and Sima Wei Zhi had also noticed it from the very beginning.
A piercing sound and the grating of metal cracking rang out.
"I noticed you a long time ago. To be so brazen in front of so many people, how presumptuous!" Holy Son's eyes were sharp, and a natural oppressive aura emanated from her. Her fingertips held a purple curved blade, and the part held by her fingers was already cracked.
A holy white glimmer spread out from Holy Son, instantly enveloping the entire warehouse. Divinity transformed the entire warehouse into a cage.
Only those with equivalent divinity or rule-based abilities could break through it.
"That was a close call. I almost had to abide by the contract."
Puck, who only reacted at this moment, had a terrible expression. His entire cat face was wrinkled, and his cat eyes were filled with icy killing intent.
He actually didn't discover it immediately; this was simply too absurd.
Even though it wasn't his main body guarding Lia, he shouldn't have failed to detect a rat in the shadows.
This was not an accident, but an assassination specifically targeting the Spirit User.
"Amazing, amazing, ha ha ha. I didn't expect there to be so many powerful experts, especially a spirit. Ha ha, it's truly unexpected."
Elsa instantly retreated to the farthest corner of the warehouse, licking her lips, her eyes filled with fervent desire.
"To be honest, this is the first time I've encountered such powerful beings, and so many at once."
"I really want to see what color the intestines of experts like you are."
Felt and Rom also reacted.
Felt gnashed her teeth, looking at her employer: "Hey, what's going on? It's not even time for the transaction yet."
Elsa said dismissively: "As expected, children from the slums are unreliable. They even brought the owner here."
"So I changed my original plan for the emblem transaction. I'll just kill everyone."
Felt was provoked, gritting her teeth, her hands clenched tightly: "What are you talking about? That look in your eyes, you clearly didn't intend to trade from the beginning. Even if I hadn't brought the owner here, you would have killed me, wouldn't you?! You bloody executioner."
As a child who grew up in the slums, she had nothing, but she could distinguish the meaning in others' eyes.
If she couldn't read people's eyes, even with Rom's protection, she might have been bullied to death before she grew up.
"Although you're unreliable and drag your feet, you're quite good at judging people." Elsa showed no fear despite the room being full of powerful individuals. Instead, her face was covered in a sickly smile.
"That's right, whether you completed the commission or not, I intended to kill you, hehe."
Tendo Kisara frowned, moved her sword away from Felt's neck, and said with disgust.
"What a repulsive, rotten stench. It's the smell of the kind of fallen person I hate the most."
"I won't allow you to speak of this child like that." Tendo Kisara raised her hand and placed it on Felt's head.
Although she wasn't much older than Felt, she was taller.
"One's birth environment cannot be changed. Making mistakes for survival is unavoidable. I can feel that this child hasn't done anything truly heinous."
"As long as she fights well for what is good in the future, she might even become a respected person."
Felt was stunned to suddenly hear the person who had just wanted to cut her up now being so kind to her.
Although she Felt uncomfortable being contemptuously called 'a child from the slums,' her self-esteem wasn't damaged, and she was even treated like a child.
Felt couldn't help but pursed her lips, swatting away Tendo Kisara's hand: "What are you doing? Who needs your sympathy?"
"…" Tendo Kisara pursed her lips, and pushed Felt away: "Just let her be killed then."
Felt was pushed back a step, completely losing her composure: "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have two souls in your body, would you?"
"Alright, Kisara, stop talking nonsense. Let's deal with this 'instigator'." Holy Son clapped her hands together.
A few specks of starlight instantly appeared in the air, and in a blink of an eye, the starlight transformed into light swords surrounding the entire warehouse.
There was no doubt that the all-encompassing, no-blind-spot light swords could instantly kill the opponent.
"Wait, please let me ask her first why she stole the emblem, and who is behind it." Emilia quickly said.
"Hehehe, the employer's identity is absolutely confidential. Even if I'm killed, I won't say it."
Elsa wasn't scared by Holy Son's power at all. Instead, she licked her lips, her eyes filled with madness.
"What powerful strength! Is this magic? I've never seen such magic before."
"But as a magic user, is it really alright to trap yourself here?"
As soon as Elsa finished speaking, she transformed into a black phantom and charged towards Holy Son.
"Be careful!" Felt quickly shouted. The opponent was too fast; her eyes couldn't keep up at all.
"Too slow." Holy Son said calmly. Elsa's movements in her eyes were like a crawling turtle. It seemed like an overestimation to even use offensive magic on the opponent.
Her palm slapped the curved blade that was about to stab her abdomen. The curved blade shattered directly. Before Elsa could react, her wrist was grasped by Holy Son.
Then, a punch landed on Elsa's stomach, followed by an elbow strike to Elsa's chest.
This wasn't over. Elsa was like a sandbag, continuously being struck by Holy Son's fists and feet, giving her no time to react.
Pfft! Bang! Crack! Rip!
Although Holy Son considered herself a magic-type dependent, a mage also needed some hand-to-hand combat skills for self-defense. Otherwise, what would happen if an enemy charged at her? So, her strength, agility, and durability were all raised to S-rank before she leveled up.
Elsa visibly became bruised and purple. Her teeth were all knocked out, and her limbs quickly turned into soft noodles.
"Ah!" Felt and Emilia stared dumbfounded at this scene of immense contrast.