137 FRIENDLY FIRES FOR LOVE

FRIENDLY FIRES FOR LOVE

"W-What was that?" I nervously smiled.

"I want you to fight me, Tiara." Emily gave me a cold gaze.

"W-Why?"

Her answer is not by words, but by actions. She commanded her tail to stab me, this time, on my Gate Plate. In a split second, I parried the drill, redirecting it to graze my left shoulder. Now my arm is oozing with warm red blood.

"W-Why are you doing this!?" I cried.

"Hey, Emily, stop!" Kristoff scolded, but Emily's answer is another tail whip! Kristoff blocked the attack using his bow, but the whip is too powerful that he was pushed a meter back.

"Tell me… Emily… Why?" I said.

"Because… Because… I hate you. I hate you for being Alaric's love! And yet you rejected all his efforts! You are not worthy of his love!"

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"Eh?" Kristoff and I gave the very same hanging jaw expression.