In response to his cool answer, Olivia once again raised her eyebrows and rolled her eyes.

Despite knowing how much he detested the sorceress and her daughter, she had to push him towards Greta.

As Cryer, who was gazing into Olivia’s blue eyes where her suppressed feelings were vividly reflected, lightly ran his lips over the red hair tangled around his fingers.

“If it’s necessary, we should do it.”

Though it was a succinct statement, the unmistakable carnage shimmered in his deeply crimson eyes.

Olivia did not turn away from the thick and gruesome carnage that would burn Greta’s bones to ashes, which she wanted to extract immediately.

While staring directly into Cryer’s eyes, she spoke.

“Extract everything you can, or even if you can’t, squeeze it all out.”

A spark of sapphire flame rose from Cryer’s blue eyes.

“In that case, I will definitely erase your stigma.”

She unconsciously clenched her empty hand tightly, and Cryer’s hand enveloped Olivia’s, grabbing it.

“Yeah, I said I would do it. I’ll be waiting for you to save me.”

“What’s that? Hasn’t the situation changed? The princess asking a knight for help.”

“Well, that’s more to my taste.”

The conversation between the two, which shifted from a serious discussion to a frivolous joke, was so natural that even the two participants were unaware of this fact.

And as the settled silence descended like an everyday routine, Olivia took her place among the stacks of documents. However, Cryer, unlike his usual habit of grabbing a book and sitting on the sofa, turned towards the door.

“Where are you going?”

Peeking out from behind the piled documents, Olivia asked, and Cryer lightly answered.

“I have something to check with Isaac for a moment.”

“Ah, I see. I thought you were going to the diplomatic office already. Before going there, you need to prepare… um, do you have anything to prepare?”

“To prevent twisting my neck right away, I should prepare myself mentally.”

“Though I understand that feeling well, you can’t go until you’re out of the hands of the ancient god. Also, it’s not like you can’t say it if your neck is twisted.”

Olivia, who casually turned a serious discussion into a pointless joke, shook her hand as if she was teasing Cryer.

“Well, then, have a safe trip.”

Confirming that it wasn’t a big deal, Olivia immediately buried her nose in the documents again, but Cryer did not leave his seat and intermittently gazed at the occasional undulating red hair behind the documents.

It was the same in the Norden country.

Have a safe trip. Go…

Without realizing it, both of them naturally became accustomed to the fact that they were by each other’s side, and their destination had become each other’s side.

Cryer smiled, folding his eyes for a long time.

Not bad.

Really.

Could I willingly be where I go back to you?

So I hope that even after the stigma is removed, it will continue.

“I’ll be back.”
His scattered farewell beyond the closing door did not reach Olivia, but she suddenly raised her head and gazed at the already closed door.

Unconsciously, for quite a while.

More adept at traversing the darkness than Isaac, Cryer, who had left the palace, headed towards Tarenja.

“Isaac.”

“Ugh!”

Isaac, who saw Cryer revealing himself unexpectedly, swallowed a gasp and soon lowered the ends of his eyebrows.

“Why don’t you make some noise while you’re at it? And why are you grabbing my jaw so ruthlessly?”

Even though he knew it was a complaint that wouldn’t be listened to, it was a sigh he let out once, but the returning response lightly surpassed Isaac’s expectations.

“You should increase your sensitivity so you can detect my presence.”

“……What?”

“To be able to sense my presence. Otherwise, you might die.”

“Die… What? No, what?”

As if he heard nothing, Isaac, in a panic, took a step back, raising his head back, but Cryer casually repeated his words.

“It’s the first time today, so I’ll let it slide, but it won’t be the case from next time.”

What won’t be the case? What on earth won’t be the case?

Facing the emotionless crimson eyes, Isaac’s back quickly became damp with cold sweat.

In a panic, Isaac, who seemed to be in shock, didn’t pay any attention. Cryer directly headed towards Tarenja, where Sugar was waiting.

“No, wait. Wait, my lord!”

Isaac desperately chased after him, but in the end, he couldn’t hear the answer to what it wasn’t.

Asking any further might mean death right now.

Since there was no reason to train the child like Isaac, Cryer knocked on the door very normally.

And as Isaac’s fox-like eyes narrowed more when seeing him like that, the expression of injustice and sorrow spread around the time when it seemed that no one could see it.

When the door opened slightly without permission, a small head appeared through it.

“I told you to just leave it in front…”

With a chubby cheek stuffed with something like a squirrel, Sugar, who was talking, rolled her eyes and, meeting Cryer’s gaze, suddenly her eyes widened.