"Anyway, there are still humans, no shortage of toys, so it doesn't really make any difference whether you guys are in this world or not, right?"
"Ah, just die already, die quickly, don't be an eyesore anymore, all of you just go die!"
Tristan, who kept babbling on like this, looked like a young lady complaining about the hardships of life, her tone not even carrying much of a murderous intent, but rather felt like she was casually mumbling to herself; her demeanor wasn't only not frightening, but also somewhat cute.
However, when such a cute girl spoke in a tone devoid of any tension and kept beheading others in a public space, turning a place once filled with cheers and applause into one stained with scarlet blood, the scene was undoubtedly more horrifying than any thriller.
Such slaughter went on for a whole hour.
