Having finished taking care of the trash that had come to his door, And without even a single drop of blood touching him, Christian walked back toward Nina, who was still standing silently in front of the gate.
He looked at her expression, which remained unchanged, and asked, "This kind of task will fall to you later… do you think you're up to it?"
Nina didn't shy away from his gaze and replied, "Yes… actually, I think even those five were still manageable, with my current strength."
There was a hint of pride in her tone, and Christian found himself intrigued by that. Still, he shook his head, chuckled, and said, "Don't think that just because they died easily, that means they were weak."
"It's just that the difference in strength between me and them was so big, the battle appeared too easy."
"But they were strong… at least, stronger than you are right now."
Was that really the case? Christian wondered inwardly, as he couldn't be completely sure.
