The woman smiled.
"Name, huh. I have many. Euphemia Theodora, the Witch of Greed, the Omniscient One, and…." she smirked, as she looked at him in the eye. "Primogenitor. But I suppose, that is not what you are asking?"
"I'm not interested in your name. What I want to know is what is this place, and why are you here. Are you some sort of Judge of the Trial?"
"No," the woman chuckled. "I'm not the Judge of the Trial, and this place has no Trial."
"…?"
"The words you heard earlier were a simple lie. One meant to be used as a mask to hide the true information about the Sacred Gate and about what you will encounter upon entering it."
"So, what is this place?"
She chuckled, "You must've been surprised when you saw the Shadow Supreme outside, no? Are you curious why that Shadow Supreme is different from the one that gave you the Sacred Treasure?"
Nameless Death's expression turned weird.
Was it just him or was this woman openly ignoring his words whenever he asked about this place?
