The single-word response made her brow furrow.
Of course. She had to figure it out, after all, this system exists only to taunt her...
If the system had heard her thought, he would have cursed her eighteen generations because he had been nothing but good to her after that incident. But alas, he does not know that his host can never think good about him...
So now, she had a mysterious power she couldn't control and barely understood. It felt like a typical novel plot. She felt like a useless villain in all those fantasy novels she had read...
Where no matter how much the villains try to survive with nothing but their wills, they only die at the hands of the protagonist... Fuck, what is she even thinking... There is nothing like that... If someone dares to kill her, she would first chop their hands, protagonist or not...
