Diana shook her head. "So what if they’re your friends?"
"The law makes no exceptions."
"You have to face the consequences of your own mistakes."
"Besides, I did warn him."
To Elvire, "making a mistake" meant trespassing in the church tonight and seeing something they shouldn’t have.
But to Sean and Elise, it meant something else entirely.
They knew Her Highness the Saintess was about to settle the final score...
Unaware of this, Elvire continued her verbal assault, her tone laced with meaning. "As expected of Her Highness the Saintess. No matter how much we do for you, you can still decide to kill us on a whim."
"Yes, you’re strong. If you want to kill us, we can’t resist."
"Just like you said, you have to face the consequences of your own mistakes. I hope Her Highness the Saintess will also think carefully about whether you can bear the consequences of killing us."
Elvire might as well have had the word "threat" stamped on her face.
’It didn’t matter if Diana recognized her. What mattered was that Diana knew Sean, and Sean was the only person who could contact that bastard brother-in-law of hers. If she alienated Sean so badly that he refused to help, who else could Diana turn to?’
Diana wasn’t looking for anyone. She just wanted to laugh.
She gave Elvire a scornful look. "Being led around in circles and you don’t even know it. What a waste of that pretty face."
’Sean *was* Carl Black. She could see him whenever she wanted. Why would she need to go looking for "someone else"?’
But Elvire didn’t understand. She frowned. "What do you mean?"
Sean could tell this was going badly. If they kept talking, he’d be a dead man. So before Diana could answer, he quickly cut in, feigning anger. "What’s with all the talk? If you’re going to kill me, then kill me! Stop wasting time!"
Diana raised an eyebrow. "Getting antsy?"
Sean: "..."
’Damn it, *you’re* the one who’s antsy!’
"It’s useless to be antsy."
Diana continued, her gaze sweeping over Elvire and Elise, her voice growing colder. "I refuse your earlier request."
"Tonight, none of you are leaving."
Hearing this, Sean’s heart skipped a beat.
It wasn’t just about Elise anymore. Diana’s words made him feel an intense killing intent directed at him as well.
Her Highness the Saintess was getting serious.
"Take Elise and get out of here," Sean urged Elvire in a low voice.
Whether for family reasons or professional ones, he didn’t want Elvire or Elise to get hurt.
"No," Elvire refused.
She had never been afraid of death, and she wasn’t the type to abandon a good friend to save her own skin.
’At worst, she’d fight this vixen to the death. No matter what, she wouldn’t leave Sean here to face this alone.’
Diana’s voice grew even colder.
"Are you two trying to show me just how deep your bond is?"
Sean panicked. ’Damn, we’ve stepped on another landmine...’
Before he could explain, Elvire shot back, "So what if we are?"
"Are you jealous? Your Highness the Vixen?"
"Too bad, because being jealous won’t do you any good."
"You can never have someone who doesn’t belong to you!"
Sean wanted to cry but had no tears.
’Please, I’m begging you, my dear sister-in-law, stop talking!’
’Someone’s really going to die if you keep this up!’
He didn’t even dare to look Diana in the eye now.
But Diana was a real, objective person, not some abstract subject of the observer effect.
Whether he looked or not wouldn’t change the final outcome.
Diana was successfully enraged by Elvire’s provocation.
She wasn’t normally an irritable person. She had even tolerated it when Sean and Elise ganged up to vote her out of the party. But she could not tolerate Elvire’s "someone who doesn’t belong to you." First, it was her older sister, Daeli, competing with her. Now a younger sister was competing too. And if competing wasn’t enough, she was acting like the guest upstaging the host, completely clueless about her own place. She was the one who came later, yet she had the gall to lecture Diana.
’Calling me a vixen over and over... Does she really think I have no temper?’
"Fine."
"Since you two are so deeply in love, I’ll grant your wish and let you die together."
Diana’s gaze was ice-cold. "Sean, don’t say I’m heartless. You brought this upon yourself."
"If you’re going to be cold-blooded, just be cold-blooded. Why make excuses?" Elvire sneered, Magic Power surging through her body, flames churning in her eyes.
She was a woman of her word. She would never bow to this woman. Even if she was no match, she would never surrender without a fight!
Elvire directly activated the Blazing Angel Secret Technique.
As flames ignited on the young woman’s back, about to form into Fire Wings, Elise cried out urgently, "Don’t!"
"Why not?" Elvire was a little angry. "Are you afraid to die?"
Elise explained anxiously, "It’s not about life or death, it’s about your Secret Technique."
The Fire Wings were the symbol of the Blazing Angel Family, and the stronger one was, the more wings they had. If even she knew this, how could Fan Ke’er not?
They could fight Diana to the death, but they couldn’t use their Secret Techniques. Otherwise, they might implicate their families.
Fan Ke’er represented the Bright King’s Court, not some minor family of a Baron or a Viscount. If the Bright King’s Court targeted them, even a Duke Family would be in serious trouble.
By the same logic, Sean couldn’t use his Truth Technique either.
Otherwise, the situation would become even more severe.
Elvire fell silent for a moment.
Then, she bit her lip slightly.
After a moment’s thought, she knew Elise was right. They couldn’t expose their identities.
But she felt incredibly frustrated.
That detestable vixen was right in front of them, with no intention of letting them go, yet she couldn’t fight her to the death.
Even though she knew she couldn’t win, Elvire would rather die fighting than be killed submissively.
While the young woman was struggling with her thoughts, Sean acted decisively. With a surge of Magic Power in his palm, he forcefully pushed Elvire aside.
"Go!"
Although the Bright King’s Court wasn’t obligated to obey the Saintess, they would still show her some courtesy. This was evident from the fact that Fan Ke’er hadn’t interjected at all since Diana’s appearance. As long as Diana didn’t press the issue, Fan Ke’er most likely wouldn’t interfere.