Betty was standing there, arms crossed, her face tense.
She was waiting...
Luna walked up the path slowly. She looked like a normal nine-year old girl small, quiet, harmless.
But her eyes told a different story. They were sharp, too smart for a child, and right now, filled with anger.
When Betty saw Luna, her expression changed.
She frowned, annoyed. "Out so early, little bitch ? Shouldn't you be in bed?
"wait, you hiding from your master , you slave bitch , hahah she laughed like a madwoman
Luna stopped a few steps away. Her voice was calm but firm. "You're the one who should be hiding.
You stole from the Count."
Betty stiffened. "What are you talking about?"
Stop messing around, call your master
Betty was getting mad , her face was tense from frustration, ' it must be that bitch Isabella, that disgusting whore , There no way a little chik like you can figure out my whereabouts....yeah! This must be it ...
"I know where you hid the stolen items," Luna said. "The dagger, the gold, all of it.
If the Count finds out, he'll kill you."
Betty looked around nervously. No one else was there.
She became cold .."How do you know?"
System: Skill ... [Absolute Command]
"I just do," Luna said.
"Follow me . I'll take you there before someone else finds it."
After a moment of silence, Betty followed. Under the influence of Lunas manipulating skills
The forest wasn't far, but it felt colder than usual. The trees were tall and bare, the ground hard with frost. Everything was quiet except for the crunch of their footsteps.
As they walked deeper, Betty spoke again. "How does a little girl like you know anything about stolen treasure?"
Luna stopped and turned to face her. Her eyes seemed to glow faintly. "Because I've seen it before. In another life."
Betty frowned. "What?"
"I was someone else before. Someone who watched you kill innocent people and laugh about it."
Betty took a step back, suddenly afraid. "What are you?"
Luna raised her hand. Ice rose from the ground, wrapping around Betty's legs. She screamed, but the sound didn't carry far.
"You don't deserve mercy," Luna whispered. "You never did."
A flash of magic lit the trees.
Luna stabbed her with ice daggers until she chole up all the blood in her ...
By using her skills , healing Betty again , then stabbed her again , several times in row ...
Luna , "you should get a taste of your own madicine "
Betty , choke blood ...
" Agghh. You bitch ... Ho how could you"
Luna , stabbed her , healed her , with not a single change in her expressions .
Betty Volsky . barely alive , looks at Luna
" Fff forgive me ....
Luna staring in Betty eyes , Luna was composed but deep down , the actual body wanted her to die ...
Luna , ' Forgive you ....
"Hah , she smirkes then her expressions went cold
" God will forgive , my job is to arrange your meeting "
Betty screamed with scared , mad expressions ...
Then silence.
The forest swallowed the body, roots twisting around it until there was no sign Betty had ever been there.
Luna stood alone in the cold, then turned and ran back toward the estate.
"I wasted my time a lot , Sun is shinning a lot ...
The house was warm inside. She slipped through the side door and headed up the stairs.
In her room, Isabella was sitting up in bed, waiting.
"Where were you?"
she asked.
"You left before sunrise."
Luna didn't miss a beat. "I had a nightmare," she said softly. "I went out to the temple garden to pray."
"In this cold?" Isabella raised an eyebrow.
"I couldn't sleep," Luna said, with a small smile. "The cold helped clear my head."
Isabella sighed. "You're a strange child."
"Maybe," Luna said as she closed the door. She went to the window and looked out toward the dark forest.
There were no more nightmares.
Only justice.