In Marlina's Eyes - III
With her hands folded gracefully in front of her, Marlina, although dressed in plain adventurer's cloth, maintained an air of serene elegance and slightly narrowed her eyes.
"You are simply acting according to your own will, serving Mr. Ansel, aren't you?"
Before Nerilia could respond, Marlina continued, "So, like I threatened Milo and Inothea, will you try to win them over to Shadewell's side? But as Margarete, I can leverage Faust's name. As Shadewell, who can you rely on?"
She tilted her head slightly, smiling, "An organization that walks in darkness, unknown to anyone, would you recruit them under Mr. Ansel's name?"
"Ah... strength, showcasing strength is also a possibility, but Inothea has already experienced a far more terrifying power, hasn't she?"
With eyes gleaming with a dark light, Marlina stepped forward, her tone and demeanor unknowingly carrying an innate... cold and oppressive force.