Yvonne Xavier slightly shook her head.

“Ms. Asuka, right? You haven’t explained everything yet.

“For example, who sent you here?

“Was it Hector Thompson? Or Sakura Miyamoto?”

Asuka showed a warm smile.

“You ask too many questions. But since you’re also a woman, I’ll tell you something that might intrigue you.

“You are truly a beautiful woman, Ms. Xavier. You must be confident enough to think that men wouldn’t even have the heart to harm you.”

Yvonne’s pupils contracted slightly.

“But a woman would surely go above and beyond to deal with you.

“Don’t blame us, Ms. Xavier. Blame yourself for being so unlucky, catching Young Master Thompson’s eye like that!”

Asuka’s right hand was resting on the hilt of her longsword while she was talking.

At the same time, four more Islanders wearing bathrobes while holding Island Nation longswords showed up in the backyard, cutting off all of Yvonne’s escape routes.

Yvonne frowned while looking at the chief who led the way.

“This is a sacre