"Thank you, Princess."
The guilty prisoner expressed his gratitude that it wasn't just a nobody player who would kill him, but rather a royalty of a country.
The White World (Legendary), the sword of Elizabeth, had appeared behind the guilty prisoner as she thrust her weapon through space with the right coordinates with the help of her skill, White Perception (SS ). Crimson blood gushed out of the man's mouth, but he rather seed relieved and freed, unafraid of death.
For a mont, Elizabeth's montum slightly faltered upon seeing the guilty prisoner's expression. It wasn't her first ti killing a guilty prisoner or seeing the kind of expression of the man she just saw, but she felt like, as she was physically and ntally maturing, every prisoner that had died by her hands might not have had much choice behind their actions.
"Why did you kidnap people?"
Coughing out crimson blood, the guilty prisoner, hanging on to the last breath of his life, responded:
"T-to be used as experints for the Project Black Veil."
Without waiting for Elizabeth to speak, the man continued:
"Heh. Princess, you seem ignorant about these things. That's why you're asking about it... You think humanity will forever be safe? Hah... Hahaha!"
"What do you an by Project Black Veil? Don't die on yet."
Elizabeth responded calmly.
At this mont, one of the queens sitting in the almost empty audience seats should have ended the life of the guilty prisoner after he spoke about sothing confidential, but they let Elizabeth hear about the unknown, looming threat.
Although humanity's insatiable desire to thrive for the greater of things was unquenchable, the consequences of Project Black Veil would plunge humanity into catastrophe rather than assure salvation. Humanity might reach greater heights, discovering many things that would advance human civilization by leaps and bounds, but... throughout the history of humanity, whether in the Old World or in this era, there's no such thing as progress without sacrifice.
"P-Princess... You see, it's about injecting chaos into humans. Ha! That's all I can tell you. If there's hell in this f*cked-up world, see there. Hahahaha!"
Thud-!
The guilty prisoner, with the loss of blood and being pierced in his chest, died. His body slumped forward, and a pool of blood was painting the ground crimson.
Elizabeth stared at the lifeless body of the guilty prisoner. mories of her first formal class under Emmanuel Lyncoster, professor of Monster Anatomy and Evolution, surfaced in her mind. She rembered the ti when she asked him a question regarding human experints being either willingly or forcefully injected with chaos that's collected using a special tool or artifact.
'Project Black Veil...'
The last words of the man seed to streak through her mind.
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