Prodia glanced at Irtis.

She had been with him for a few days, but it didn’t seem like he had another personality.

‘So what does the question mark after Irtis’s name mean? Is it the surname of the parent side?’

Surely, Matopju had told Irtis, ‘Win the tournament, and I’ll tell you about your parents.’

Then, the question mark would likely be filled with the family name when he finds his parents.

Excluding the case of being a commoner like Papiere, usually, the surname is attached to the name.

That’s enough.

‘As long as it’s not a dual personality, it’s okay.’

Raising three children? Adding one more here is a refusal.

‘And… the real problem is this.’

Prodia looked at one item in the status windows of the two men.

[Dream: None.]

As if prearranged, neither of them had a dream.

The last time she glanced, Papiere was the same.

‘This is the most important thing, sigh.’

In fact, there was one condition for Prodia to extinguish her karma.

That was to fulfill the ‘dream’ written in the status window.

So far, the dreams of students aiming for the royal recruitment examination were all the same.

Passing.

So when they passed the recruitment examination, Prodia’s karma was automatically extinguished.

Of course, there were exceptions, like people who didn’t know their dreams.

But most of them eventually developed a dream.

Just in completely unpredictable directions.

A student who reached a certain level of study and suddenly realized their dream.

Ding~!

[Dream: Awakening the truth.]

A student who gave up the examination to find another job and had their dream realized.

Ding~!

[Dream: Finding one’s true calling.]

So what Prodia needs to do first is to figure out what the real dream of her contractors is.

First, Irtis.

What he wants is to become a warrior, find his parents, and seek revenge.

‘Though he didn’t seem likely to seek revenge after receiving heart training.’

Next, Papiere.

He wants to return to the temple and serve the God.

And Luca is…

‘Marry me… Damn it. I will never fulfill this.’

Abandon the karma instead.

Anyway, Prodia already knows what these three men want.

But the status window is still empty.

Their real dreams must be something else.

Prodia furrowed her brow.

‘The damn God… perhaps.’

He could have just clearly written the dream in the status window and sent it, but the fact that it’s written ‘None’.

Does he want to watch me struggle to find the true dreams of the candidates?

And thus, to make fun of me more, more, more!
Since the award at the last ambassador’s tournament, trust in him had been steadily declining.

It was then.

Suddenly, something was thrust out in front of her with a serious look.

“Ugh…?”

A spoon with half a small tomato appeared before her eyes.

When she raised her head in surprise, Luca was already pulling his chair up right next to her.

“Sister, what’s bothering you? Come on, try this.”

“I said I don’t need… Ugh!”

“She’s eating well. So pretty.”

Prodia reluctantly chewed and swallowed the tomato that was put in her mouth.

“I told you not to… Ugh!”

“Right, right. Whatever it is, think hard about it. Your future husband will feed you, anyway.”

“Who arbitrarily decides on a future husband… Ugh, ugh!”

Every time she tried to say something after swallowing what was in her mouth, the next food was immediately introduced.

Then there was the sound of a chair being roughly dragged.

Irtis, who had finished eating, was getting up from his seat.

But for some reason, he looked very displeased.

“…I’ve eaten well.”

He left the restaurant without looking back.

‘Why is he behaving like that?’

It’s unnecessarily bothersome.

Then Luca suddenly thrust his face in front of her.

“You have to chew slowly. Otherwise, you’ll get sick.”

“Stop it.”

“You don’t like me feeding you?”

“Is that what you call it?”

“Then take better care of yourself next time. I won’t bother you then.”

Love oozed from Luca’s eyes as he said this.

Damn him.

‘As if marrying me is really his dream.’

She suddenly stood up from her seat.

“Finish your meal and come to the training room later.”

“Huh? Stop eating? You’ve only eaten as much as a little bird so far!”

“I’m full. Well, goodbye.”

With that, Prodia left the restaurant and headed for her office.

As she walked down the corridor, her mind was filled with thoughts about the status window.

Let’s recall the quest that God gave.

[‘Find a suitable candidate to participate in the ‘AveM Empire Buma Selection Tournament’ and produce them.’]

The more she thought about it, the stranger the quest seemed.

‘Other than producing them, there are no special conditions.’

Usually, isn’t it a quest like, win the tournament!?

What on earth does God want from me?

Since there are no specific requirements, for now, she had no choice but to focus on fulfilling the candidates’ dreams.

But why specifically the Buma selection tournament?

Is that tournament going to be a real help in finding their dreams?

Prodia’s expression grew increasingly grim.

‘I have a bad feeling that finding that damned dream is going to take a hell of a long time.’

But no matter how much she pondered it alone, the answer did not come.

She had been calling on the name of the Lord diligently and praying, but no divine trust or the like came to her.

There’s no choice. Maybe she’ll learn something if she just goes to the tournament.

And a few days later, the registration day for the AveM Empire Buma Selection Tournament was approaching.