“Who the hell are you?”

That should be the real reason why Ale died so discontented.

He had died, unable to figure out who killed him.

He could only spend the final moments of his life guessing if he was Sion’s lover.

Meanwhile, Sion was stunned.

Was she having some kind of weird daydream?

That was the Divine Heir of Olympus, ranking near the top in the entire Olympus Tribe. His ranking in the universe was not low either, not to mention that he controlled the prospect of his life and death. Thus, she was even prepared for the worst deep down…

To a woman, falling into the hands of a notorious bandit like Ale was a great torment.

It was difficult for her to die even if she wanted to.

However, now...

She fiercely pinched her thigh.

“Ouch!

“It hurts!”

She huffed in pain as she pinched her thigh until it was bruised, but this pain also convinced her that the man before her had truly killed Ale, the Divine Heir of Olympus. He even had directly destroyed his soul, so it would be