How could the marquises of District B let such a lawless chef run amok? In many people's opinion, they should have taken action long ago. However, it was not too late to do that now.
On the hilt of that long, bloody knife stood a blood-haired woman. All those who saw her were shocked and horrified.
"It's Marchioness Moti and her Blood Guard!"
I can't believe it's Marchioness Moti! This mad chef is dead!"
"She's a crazy existence who single-handedly slaughtered an entire great universe!"
The nobles were so excited that they were somewhat incoherent. They all looked feverishly at the woman on the hilt of the knife, who was like a blazing flame that filled everyone in District B with hope. The countless Blood Guards were her sharper knife. Wherever this knife was pointed, everything would be annihilated.
