“That part is difficult.”

“Recruiting those who serve the gods? Or recruiting the empire’s nobility?”

“Both are difficult, but recruiting the nobility is nearly impossible from the beginning.”

“If something is lacking, let me know so I can provide support. If it’s not a matter of insufficient funds, then it must be a lack of money.”

Once again, Bonita shook her head.

“It’s not a matter of money. For the nobility you mentioned ‘must be recruited,’ they are not constrained by money in the first place.”

“Then is it about power? I can offer the empire.”

Greta casually mentioned betrayal. Even if she promised to give the empire, the other party would ultimately end up with ashes.

Once again, Bonita denied it.

“No. No one is willing to take such risks.”

“Isn’t that something you won’t know until you try?”
“Since they have already been eradicated, it’s certain that they don’t exist.”

In Greta’s eyes, the empire might not be much different from the Norden Kingdom, but realistically, the empire was dimensionally different from the Norden Kingdom in all aspects.

The ‘sole’ empire on the continent was incredibly sturdy, far more intimidating than anything one could imagine.

Especially the bloodline of Bolshevik, which had built this empire and strengthened it until now, was even more so.

“Since they were all uprooted before even dreaming of such, approaching from that side is rather dangerous.”

“This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work. In the end, it’s all about failure, right?”

“In this situation, there’s no need to increase the tools further. There was no plan for that in the first place…”

“Since when did the word ‘plan’ start coming from your mouth?”

The corner of Greta’s mouth, cutting off Bonita’s words, twisted grotesquely.

“You’re not the ‘chosen’ one. You crawled here with your own feet.”

It was an extremely insulting remark, but Bonita lowered her eyes without expressing anger.

“A plan for someone who hasn’t even received God’s choice.”

Despite Greta’s continued taunting, Bonita remained unangered, but she suddenly wondered.

If the ones Greta referred to as ‘chosen’ were undoubtedly those with ‘stamps,’ then would Greta, who spoke like that, also have a ‘stamp’?

She had never once heard that Greta had received God’s choice and possessed the peculiar power called magic.

If she didn’t have the stamp, what was the difference between her and Greta?

It’s already known that magic isn’t omnipotent.

Even if she removes the imperfect magic, does Greta have the ability to accept and fulfill God’s will?

If it’s just because Greta met God before her…

Although suspicion piled up, Bonita didn’t directly ask Greta if she had a stamp.

If she meddles any further, today’s conversation might not end with just words.

Having known better than anyone how Greta dealt with those ‘she didn’t like,’ Bonita pushed away the rising suspicions.

Within the two most important individuals among those who moved for the ancient god, there was an invisible, very faint crack in their relationship, but no one noticed it.

Bonita was the first to break the momentary silence.

“The maids in the princess’s palace are safe.”

“Yeah. You should handle that matter properly. Since there’s nothing more to say, you may go. Call if necessary.”

“Yes.”

As Bonita obediently bowed and left, a slanted shadow fell on her face, and Greta’s face, watching her back, contorted like a demon.

“Shu…”

“Ugh.”

Shu, who discovered a figure with a sudden robe covering their face in the dark window, was about to faint in shock.

Suppressing the scream that was about to come out, Shu looked at the very suspicious figure who uncovered the robe with an embarrassed face.
“You surprised me. Somehow, it always ends up like this whenever we meet.”

“Prin, Princess…”

Even in the dim moonlight, the blue eyes that couldn’t be hidden made Shu’s eyes widen even more than a moment ago, which surprised her.

“Hush.”

Olivia pressed her index finger to her lips, and Shu quickly closed her mouth and hurriedly opened the balcony door.

As if the faint scent of roses was drifting in with the chilly winter wind, it was swiftly overwhelmed by the overall scent of the cold air.

Having belatedly noticed Cryer, who came along with Olivia, Shu reflexively shrunk her neck, and in response to the child’s reaction, Olivia poked Cryer’s firm belly with her elbow.

“The first meeting might not be that pleasant, but he’s not a scary person.”

Actually, he was an immensely frightening person, but at least he wasn’t scary to Shu, so it wasn’t a lie.

“Yes, yes.”

In fact, the reason Shu shrunk her neck when she saw him was to experiment whether Olivia could recognize those secretly stamped individuals or not, but it was a job she couldn’t explain in detail.

Shu, who answered quietly, asked hastily under Olivia’s gaze full of worry and apology.

“Ah, would you like to sit?”

“Should I? Come over here.”

At Olivia’s gesture, Shu sat facing her, but she rolled her eyes for no reason.

“Don’t just stand there, sit down, gather yourself.”

For Shu’s sake, perhaps, Olivia leaned her back against the nearby support, facing Cryer, and scolded him.

He shrugged his shoulders lightly, sat right next to Olivia, and Olivia didn’t pay any attention, but Shu swallowed a short sigh.

Indeed, lovers’ matters unknown to others…

The thoughts of Shu, who was about to drift away with Olivia’s voice ringing in her ears, scattered.

“The night is getting late, and we should sleep, so I’ll keep it brief.”