"For everyone I've selected, I give them two choices: either I send them down the mountain where I'll settle them in well, or they truly become a Demon Sword by my forging. Once they've been marked with my insignia, no one in the mountain would dare to bully them again."
"I thought most would choose to go down the mountain, but in reality, they all prefer to be forged into Demon Sword Princesses rather than leave."
Miss Oiran sighed.
She could actually understand the choices of these Hyakki. After all, those who flee to Monster Mountain are usually desperate people with nowhere else to go. They have no place to belong in the world below the mountain.
Even if it's being a sword on the mountain, it's better than being a person below.
"That's really been tough on you."
After listening to Ibuki Yuuki's story, Dorothy nodded.
She really hadn't misjudged her. Miss Oiran truly is a gentle person.
Strength is neither good nor evil; it mainly depends on how one uses it.
