From what Davey had gathered, Milpieu was the type of person who cared about nothing else if she became infatuated with one thing. Her physical abilities and reflexes were also quite good, but she was mentally ill.

“Cough, that hurt.”

Davey concluded that it would be best to get rid of Milpieu if it seemed dangerous. Milpieu seemed somewhat unthreatening, but she was a difficult type of enemy to discern.

“That blue sword… It was a miscalculation… It is too le…thal…to us…”

Milpieu had been on guard toward Red Ribbon from the very beginning, but had relaxed when it came to Blue Ribbon, and this was the result.

“Everything is so intriguing… I…want to study it.” Milpieu still desired to study even when she was in this situation. However, the state of her body seemed to protest against that. She coughed up a lot of blood.

“Deus Ex Machina… A sword that destroys the power of immortality… I don’t want to give up on it…” Milpieu looked disappointed, speaking dejectedly.

Then, in just a split second…

“I still don’t want to die…” At last, Milpieu chose to run away. She collapsed...