“We’re currently exploring options. I sent official letters to the countries that joined the peace treaty, stating that Generba has appeared and asking where she is and how she has been hiding all this time. We might get a reaction soon. A search party may be dispatched…”

“Too late.”

My anger towards Generba flared up, separate from the frustration and guilt I felt.

Right now, Generba is filled with confidence.

She thinks no one can catch her. Right now, she is fearless.

So, she dared to touch those around me.

“Rebanfeld.”

Knowing that I am a saint and waiting for Generba to appear is no longer satisfying.

I will catch you. I will bring you out into the world, thinking you are safe, and make everyone point fingers at you.

And I will make you crawl under the feet of those you have made suffer, begging for mercy.

“Bring Lord Liranef.”

Faced with Rebanfeld’s eyes, her pupils shook uncontrollably.
He killed everyone mercilessly, but there was one person Rebanfeld couldn’t kill so far. Despite suspicious circumstances not limited to one or two, everyone knew and just closed their eyes to that one person.

“…Terry.”

Everything was for me. A single phrase, “I don’t know what impact it will have on me if you kill him,” became a shackle.

Rebanfeld was arrested.

Hands and feet bound, eyes covered, and ears plugged. The words of my mother, who existed for my sake, tormented him throughout his life.

Lord Liranef didn’t know the reason, but he subtly realized that Rebanfeld couldn’t kill him and actively used that fact.

He gradually crossed the line. Would he kill me like this? Would he let me go like this?

And he had crossed the line long before he killed Rebanfeld’s mother.

“If it’s Lord Liranef, he should know where Generba is. We need to find that bastard.”

“But, but…”

Rebanfeld couldn’t easily agree. His lost sight rolled around in confusion.

He understood. What was most important to Rebanfeld was always me, not his honor, position, or safety.

Rebanfeld was precious only when I was fine. If I was fine, his life meant nothing.

If I was fine, it didn’t matter if that bug lived.

So, he didn’t easily agree to my request to bring Lord Liranef.

“Rebanfeld.”

I wiped his cheek with my palm. His eyes, unsure of where to look, found their way like eyes that found a path.

“He killed your mother, Rebanfeld. Dare he do that recklessly in the palace.”

“…….”

“If you leave him like this, the sword he swung carelessly might be aimed at me.”

“I won’t leave him like that.”

At the mention that Lord Liranef’s swinging sword might be directed at me, Rebanfeld flatly and firmly refuted.

“Yeah. That’s right, Rebanfeld. I won’t die because of Lord Liranef.”

At least my death wouldn’t be because of Lord Liranef.

“Rebanfeld, because you won’t let that happen.”

“…….”

“That’s… the words you heard. If I kill Lord Liranef, my future might change.”

That’s the curse my mother left for you.

Unable to utter the words I couldn’t say, I brought up a different topic.

“It’s also for Iana. You saw who killed Iana, Rebanfeld.”

“…You might be in danger.”

Rebanfeld grimaced and pressed his forehead with one hand.

His face, full of anguish, twisted.

“Terry, if you… if you…”

Rebanfeld couldn’t bring himself to say the rest and turned his head to look at the smiling Iana in the portrait, bathed in soft light.

I reached out with both hands.

Then, I forcibly cupped Rebanfeld’s cheek, making him look at me as if struggling.

“Did I forget the power I have? I rarely get hurt, and I won’t die easily.”

“…….”

“You need to trust me, Rebanfeld.”

“But if you… if you…”

Rebanfeld pressed his forehead with one hand and squeezed his eyes tightly, as if in agony.
“I care only about you, Terry. You are my world. Only you make me breathe and keep me alive.”

“Yeah, Rebanfeld. Trust your world. Don’t be bound by words from an unknown past.”

“Huh.”

Rebanfeld exhaled lightly. Pressing his lips against my palm, he made a small oath.

“I will protect you, Terryella.”

Rebanfeld opened his closed eyes. His golden eyes were dizzy as if scratched by numerous wounds. Facing his eyes closely, I murmured like reciting a spell.

“Bring Lord Liranef.”

In the end, Rebanfeld had to nod.

After finishing Iana’s memorial and returning to the bedroom, I felt drained.

Rebanfeld conveyed my orders to Raven and Clint.

Raven wanted to abandon the Liranef family, but it wasn’t easy. If it were revealed that Lord Liranef was plotting treason and worshiping Generba, there would undoubtedly be unfavorable looks towards Raven, his son.

I suggested to Raven to inherit the lordship on behalf of himself, but he refused. He said there was nothing he wanted associated with the Liranef family.

Instead, Raven said he would find someone to inherit the lordship on his behalf.

He also said he would check if the gods who conspired with Generba were related to her and, if so, make them pay for their sins together.

‘Tomorrow, I have to make Lord Liranef speak. That way, I can catch Generba.’