Chapter 3974

“A fair ruler?” Baba Yaga scoffed. “The last time I checked, being fair was the least desirable trait for the High General of the Night Court. Only the most merciless and bloodthirsty among my children espouse the deranged ideology of my wayward daughter and join your Court.”

“If you despise us so much, why didn’t you step forward millennia ago when the Night Court was founded and do something about it?” Cyrra said, hating herself for talking like a petulant little girl.

She wanted to argue and criticize Baba Yaga. To show her what the Night Court was capable of achieving even at its lowest point in its history, yet both her physical and mental strength had left her body.

Meeting the Red Mother’s gaze and talking loud enough to be heard was the best Cyrra could do.

“To what end?” Baba Yaga replied. “The Night Court serves my goals as it is. It gives all those like you a place where you can lump together and tear each other apart while leaving the rest of us alone.

“Your mortality rate is the highest, and entire undead bloodlines I regretted creating went extinct after joining your ranks. The Night Court is the perfect trash can of the undead society as I envision it. Isolated, short-lived, and self-cleaning.”

The Banshee had no blood flow and her skin was as pale as snow, but at those words, she became even paler. The other members of the Night Court in the room couldn’t help but replay the story of their lives in their minds and realize that the Red Mother was right.