Chapitre 122: "1st World's Soul Station"

The child was nowhere as arrogant and rude as the one described in the novel. 

When she looked at Mariella, she didn't even have the air of a queen. 

Instead, she looked just like your usual five-year-old kid.

Mariella had basically determined that this person should be the original Isabella's soul. 

She didn't know why the kid hadn't reincarnated yet, but since they had met each other, Mariella also let go of her tense nerves. 

"...hello, Isabella." Mariella tried to smile, but her smile still looked a bit stiff. 

After all, she met the client whose body was used to complete the mission. 

Mariella didn't feel comfortable seeing Isabella, the aboriginal of the first mission world. 

But Isabella still looked innocent and kind, without a single trait of a tyrant. 

"It's okay, big sis—no need to be nervous. I choose to lend my body voluntarily..." Isabella spoke with a soft voice and giggled a bit.