The King's Tower

Heeled boots clicked on the concrete ground of the majestic castle. Two silhouettes trotted past the grey pillars, one a female following attentively behind a male.

"You must have heard of the so-called Werewolf Butcher? I take it Bleach must be a god before Commoners."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes. It had only been a day, scratch that a few hours since she had had a new Superior but somehow the man had become the most annoying being she had ever met.

Ignoring his quirk for randomly mocking anything and everyone whenever he wanted, he also had to obviously take a blow to her status as a Commoner all the time.

Elizabeth did not mind the insults though, but repeatedly there was no way it would not become annoying.

She breathed through her nose and spoke. "Sir, perhaps to some, but I have never seen the butcher as a hero, a hero seeks justice and supresess injustice, not advocate for brutality and vengeance."

Her eyes met with Oliviér's golden-red ones that had narrowed towards her while h