Chapitre 1428: Criteria For Balance

"…" Serakkas stared at her quietly for a long time before speaking. "If that man named Roland Wimbledon dies…"

"I think I will no longer exist." Valrkies answer came without any baggage. "But compared to the entire race, my life isn't worth mentioning. If killing him would ensure the survivability of our race, you must not hesitate to do so."

Silent Disaster did not continue on this topic.

She turned her head and looked down the noisy streets below. There were not only humans but a few figures that were akin to Junior Demons. They shuttled through the crowd back and forth and merged into one body. Regardless of how one looked at it, the scene was fascinating.

After a while, she asked another question. "Do you trust that male human?"