"Your Highness."
Anne couldn't help but feel sentimental. If it hadn't been for an accident, by now they might have already been one family. She never imagined they would meet again in such a manner.
Byron returned the gesture and then clapped his hands. "Alright, since we're all friends here, I'll get straight to the point. My Crystal Skull No. 13, the [Goddess of Suicide], has kept you suicides in a state between life and death. Now I offer you two choices to decide your own futures."
"One option is for me to help you cultivate new bodies. Simply possess those new bodies, and you can live again, returning to your original path as [Knights of Judgment]."
Anne and her sisters glanced at each other. Biting her pale lips, she asked, "Can we take revenge on that monstrosity by relying on this?"
