Flora's smile was rather playful, her lips silently mouthing towards Kreti: "Congratulations!"
!!?
Seeing Kreti's bewildered expression, Evelyn's long unchanged expression finally showed a significant shift.
"Thank you."
Her lips, having been rigid for who knows how many years, awkwardly curled up into a subtle arc as she whispered a thank you to the demon whose "racial base logic" had been impacted:
"Thank you for killing my... parents."
Kreti: ???
What nonsense are you spouting?!
...
...
A moment later, after sincerely finishing her thanks, Evelyn didn't linger. She quickly turned and left.
As she walked away, her expression was no longer one of ordinary calmness but instead one of unburdened relief.
In contrast, Kreti's expression was intensely rigid.
Miss Devil was standing there with a constipated look, countless questions flashing in her mind.
"What just happened?"
"That guy came to thank me..."
"Huh?"
"No, why?"
"Who in their right mind would thank a demon?"
