บท 862: Ater's Death

'This man… he's dangerous.'

That was Fae's current thought as she stared down at Ater, who was no more than a speck of dust to her. Despite how insignificant he seemed, there was still this chill radiating from him that was difficult to ignore.

'Even with [FairyTale], I can't appraise him or detect anything about him in the slightest.'

The only thing she really knew about him was that he was a dangerous stain on the world—repugnant in every way—and that he had to be eliminated.

He was something like a virus—a part of the System, but also not a part of it.

Something like him was best deleted as quickly as possible.

'As much as I want to prolong his suffering, my instincts are telling me to finish him off as quickly as possible. He's too dangerous and crafty for me to be messing around.' Fae thought to herself.

At this point, she had practically used up all her Skills except for one.