Two days passed swiftly, and before anyone realized it, Olivia was sitting face to face with Greta.

To be precise, due to the difference in status between the princess and the diplomat, Greta sat at a slightly oblique angle in Olivia’s gaze.

Behind Olivia, as usual, Cryer stood silently, and behind Greta, for the first time, Kaslan stood.

It made sense; until now, the only person who came to meet Greta was Bonita, and during the time of meeting with Bonita, Kaslan had to guard outside the door.

Olivia openly glanced up and down at Kaslan.

With a tense Kaslan responding by stiffening his back and momentarily reaching for his sword, he barely held back.

Of course, it wasn’t because of Olivia’s gaze.

It was because of the aura that was literally released from the obedient Cryer behind her. That was what Kaslan reacted to.

Staring at Kaslan with eyes deeply sunk in suspicion, Cryer eventually backed off.

Even if he was an annoying fellow, it would be troublesome if he fainted here. If someone were to say that a knight of the empire fainted just from being in his presence, they would probably advise against such nonsense, but if Olivia heard such words from Cryer, she would have immediately removed Kaslan from her sight.

“How’s your body?”

Olivia asked frighteningly Kaslan, who was at a crossroads of whether to faint or not.

“I’m fine.”

“Is that so? Imperial physicians are skilled.”

Olivia nodded without caring about Greta’s ungracious short answer.

“Yeah. They said they couldn’t figure out the cause, so just in case something like this happens again…”

“There won’t be any such thing in the future.”

Despite Greta’s abrupt interruption of the princess’s words, Olivia did not mind and nodded.

“All right. You said they couldn’t find the cause, but just in case it happens again…”

“There won’t be such a thing. I’m sure of it.”

Greta’s eyes, cutting off Olivia’s words ruthlessly, glittered like a snake.

Couldn’t find the cause? It was a matter of course.

How could a mere palace physician recognize the side effects of magical abuse?

Saying that such side effects would never happen again was indeed true.

If she were to experience such side effects again, she would definitely not scream.

Even if no one knew what she was going through, there was no need to draw unnecessary attention.

“There won’t be such a thing. I know what the cause is.”

“Yes.”

“Hmm, I’m saying this much, and it would be absurd to insist on questioning further.”

Olivia naturally wanted to ask. What on earth did she do to suffer so much that she screamed at night?

But realizing that there would be nothing more to talk about on this topic, she immediately changed the subject.

“I have one more question. Do you have any personal friendship with Viscount Heynder?”

Olivia brought up the main topic without beating around the bush, just as she did when she first came. Her face was endlessly calm.
Greta, just like the first time, responded nonchalantly with an expressionless face.

“I’ve received a lot of help.”

It was an extremely ambiguous answer, but one that was difficult to pinpoint.

Bonita had tried to find Greta a few times, but since then, neither of them had shown any meaningful movements.

Confirming the fact that Bonita and Greta clearly knew each other, Olivia smoothly moved on to the next topic.

“Come to think of it, we haven’t had much chance to talk in Nordengard. So, I want to ask a bit about it this time, although personal stories might be involved.”

Although she opened her mouth as if taking a step back, Olivia did not wait for Greta’s agreement and immediately continued.

“How did you meet Cryer?”

Olivia, who observed Greta’s forehead turning red every time she called Cryer’s name, casually called his name again while watching Greta’s emotions.

As it was easy to extract information by stirring Greta’s emotions, Olivia was determined to do so.

“We’ve been together for quite some time, but Cryer never talks about himself.”

Olivia, observing Greta with a flamboyant smile while Greta’s forehead turned red, raised her gaze to Cryer.

“He didn’t tell me anything about himself. What kind of life he lived.”

Although Greta’s palm was pressed into her fingernails, causing bleeding, it was not visible due to the hidden edge of her skirt.

However, Cryer, smelling the fresh scent of blood just now, gestured towards Olivia, who looked at Greta with a calm gaze. She either intended to burst Greta’s blood vessels or had decided to completely pierce her.

“If you like him and want to know more about that person, I hope you understand. So, how did you meet Cryer?”

Olivia flicked a bait by tapping the teacup.

If she could dig up Cryer’s past in this situation, there was no need for him to be alone with Greta.

Of course, the possibility of Greta willingly revealing his past was extremely low, but it was worth a try.

Kaslan, forgetting his duty as a knight because of the sound that should not have been heard, widened his eyes, but Olivia pretended not to hear and put the teacup to her lips.