A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 263

“…….” Thud—the man’s body dropped to the floor with a hollow sound. Wraithly hands from hell hovered over him, glancing at Aillet for permission, hesitating instead of dragging him away immediately. For a while, Aillet stood there without moving, as if nailed to the spot. What finally roused her was the voice that came from behind. “Such a trivial farce.”...