Coral Cetus sounded a little awkward as she asked the question, her voice trembling slightly.
On the Beastman Continent, where females were precious and partners were revered above all else, no female had ever been treated this way by her own contracted male. Stabbed through the heart—he was genuinely trying to kill her, holding nothing back.
Coral Cetus gazed at Evangeline, her eyes filled with a complex, unreadable emotion.
There was no denying it—her friend was astonishingly powerful. She could effortlessly defeat the ferocious beastmen of the Megalodon Tribe and even rescue a partner who had been sacrificed to the Sirens from the Demonsea Abyss.
But it was clear now that the old rumors hadn't been entirely baseless.
On this continent, if a male killed his contracted female, the backlash from the Contract would leave him with almost no chance of survival. And yet, the beastman with the nine-star pattern had still gone for the kill without a moment's hesitation.
