Chapter 1185: Kira of Quasi Cipher Pol - Let's...

Presently,

Sealed Nurmengard Castle.

Dumbledore, Voldemort, and Ekrizdis stared as Kira laughed, her enchanting giggles echoing off the rubble, making hearts tremble involuntarily.

Even Darth Kars and Cash were forced to exchange glances.

The two 12th Floor Contestants knew neither who Kira was nor what she was.

All they knew was that the Organizations behind them had unanimously chosen Kira as their leader.

That’s why, despite the anger on their faces at seeing the Yellow Warlock standing only a few hundred meters away, they hadn’t dared to act.

It was all because Kira had explicitly asked them to hold their hands and let her talk it out with the Five-Crowned Prince first.

That had puzzled them the most.

What was the need for talking when we are going to kill him anyway? They had thought.

Still, the leaders of their respective Organizations had warned the two of them not to defy Kira’s orders unless they absolutely had to.

Which meant that, unlike the two of them, Kira enjoyed a much higher status in Quasi Cipher Pol.

Then there was Meg.

Unlike the confusion shared by the three Storyline Characters and the two 12th Floor Contestants, she was experiencing extreme emotions… with absolute terror at the top.

Meg’s heart was pounding so hard within her chest that if it hadn’t been for the baggy yellow cloak she was wearing, everyone would have seen her breasts bouncing up and down.

She couldn’t wrap her mind around what was happening.

It could never be a mere coincidence, Meg knew.

The way the blue-eyed woman had said those words before bursting out with giggles…

No.

Every cell in Meg’s body screamed that it hadn’t been a 12th Floor Contestant who had called her “little bird,” but… Lady Aphrodite herself!

“My-my…” the woman said, giggling, becoming the center of attention. “What a brilliant turn of events! Hehe… No wonder… No wonder. Fools everywhere! Ah… The Five-Crowned Prince… a deserving candidate indeed…”

The Wizards and Contestants heard her in pure silence and confusion.

Not a single word of what the woman said made any sense to anyone, other than Meg, who was too busy thinking of ways to survive.

It was Dumbledore who stepped forward, sensing an anomaly.

“You…” Lord Black Phoenix said. “… aren’t the same woman…”

The giggles stopped.

The woman turned her head toward Dumbledore, looking pleased.

“I am still Kira,” Kira said, examining the Wizard up and down. “In the same way that you are still Dumbledore.”

“This is ridiculous!” Voldemort hissed, the red bulge in the middle of his chest pulsating brighter in anger. “You are not my match. None of you are. There are three of you, where there are four of us. Hmph! Stop being a coward, Dumbledore. Let’s kill them!”

“For once, the Half-Blood is making sense,” Ekrizdis hissed back, instantly forcing the rhythm of Voldemort’s red pulses to rise to the roof. “We all know you have been rearing this livestock to use against Lord Yellow Warlock, Dumbledore. But when pets begin biting the hand that feeds them… it’s best to put them down.”

Kira narrowed her eyes at Ekrizdis with a smile on her face.

“Really?” she asked casually. “Would you… do that to me?”

Instantly, something dimmed in Ekrizdis, including the green, ghostly glow in the eye sockets of his skull.

It was like Death Himself had put a hand on his shoulder, asking him to just… give up.

Forget that feeling; Ekrizdis, to his utter disbelief, found that the words he had said earlier were too brash to use in the presence of a beautiful lady.

These changes within Lord of Azkaban happened so fast and so deep that the rest of the Wizards and Contestants didn’t even get a hint of them.

The corners of Kira’s mouth twitched as if she were holding back a smirk.

Then, slowly and elegantly, her feet shuffled as she began looking at all of them one by one.

“Despair is something you have accepted willingly, Dumbledore,” Kira said. “But you still haven’t let go of the love you carry within you. How adorable…”

Lord Black Phoenix’s black pupils suddenly dilated.

It was like he had returned to the moment when he had put on the Cursed Ring to free Grindelwald from the Yellow Warlock’s poisoned grip.

The emotions… the sacrifice… the joy…

It all returned to Dumbledore, with a strength a hundred times greater than before, slamming into him with the gentlest touch.

Kira faced Voldemort, then, and merely… winked.

Voldemort instantly cracked his neck up, down, left, and right, as if something had bitten him all over.

Kira didn’t spare her fellow Contestants, either.

“A beast’s nature is to act on its instincts, Kars,” she said, smiling. To Cash, she said, “My-my… when did it become so easy to mourn and hate someone at the same time?”

After making the tips of Darth Kars’s and Cash’s fingers throb with an unknown queasiness, Kira finally looked at Meg again.

“Little bird…” she said, taking a step toward her. “You are not bound to the Temple anymore.”

With a clink, the Echo hibernating within Meg cracked, turning to dust.

Finished, Kira raised her hands, twisting her body and displaying her curves boldly, giving an impression that she was stretching after waking up from a long, satisfying sleep.

“My-my… Luck and Charisma do go together,” Kira suddenly said, sounding utterly pleased. “You know what… Change of plans. No killing. So pointless. So… boring. Instead… let’s get to know each other more. Umm… Who can tell me what all six of you have in common?”

Even as the strange power coursed through Meg’s body, she knew the doom she had been fearing ever since hearing “little bird” was finally… here.

Kira licked her lips, one of her fingers slowly tracing a curved path over her supple breasts, going down, and reaching the place between her thighs.

She then snapped that finger up and pointed it toward the Characters and Contestants.

“You… all… are a bunch of virgins…” Kira said. “That’s not good. That’s not good at all, you know. Come now. Let’s…

“… fuck.”

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