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Lelia walked along an open space with Griffith.

The wind blew softly and fresh air permeated her nose. It was a pleasant wind.

Griffith walked in line with Lelia's footsteps without saying a word, and the silence was not uncomfortable but rather comfortable.

Even when she was young, she recalled that she was always comfortable with Griffith.

Even though Griffith was not at all obedient.

Sacred power is usually said to be the power of light.

Perhaps because of that, Griffith seemed to relax the mind of the people around him.

Maybe that's why her aunt and grandmother like Griffith.

Lelia, who was lost in thought, turned her head slightly toward Griffith.

Griffith, who was already staring at Lelia, smiled lightly as he made eye contact with her.

Lelia opened her mouth first.

"Thank you."

"Can't we just talk comfortably now?"

"... Not yet."

Until the golden spell was completely removed and she was able to confess the truth, Lelia intended to maintain a firm line and tone.

Because she was afraid that she might make a mistake.

At Lelia's words, Griffith nodded as if he didn't care. Lelia opened her mouth carefully again.

"I heard you healed her knee. Thank you, really."

"Don't mention it."

After a long, slow walk, the two decided to take a rest on a nearby bench.

Sitting on the bench, Lelia asked questions the whole time.

"But how did you get so close to grandmother so quickly? And to my aunt too."

The Duchess was very wary of strangers. But when she was with Griffith, she looked very comfortable, even smiling brightly.

It was so interesting that Lelia was curious.

But Griffith's answer was unexpected.

"They're not the only ones I'm close to."

"What?"

Lelia blinked because she didn't know what he meant.

Griffith sat on the bench and tilted slightly toward Lelia.

At that time, a gentle wind blew softly.

"One moment."

Griffith carefully reached out and put the hair that touched Lelia's lips behind her ears.

It was a very friendly and slow touch.

Lelia also accepted the touch without any resistance or surprise.

Griffith said, trapping a leaf in his palm in the slow wind.

"There's no secret. Just like how I treat you, I treat your family."

"......"

Lelia looked at Griffith with a little surprise.

He was acting a little strange.

Something's changed.

Griffith knows how to say these kind words?

As a child, Griffith was like a pungent champagne. It was never a docile personality.