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It was morning when he woke up, and Perseus was trudging through the forest.

In a vision all night long, he killed and kept killing Lydios. For a moment, he saw the vision of his brother change to his dead wife, and it was insanely painful. At that moment, he ran as hard as he could. The expression on his wife's face, which had been struck by the sword he was holding, was so vivid that it made him vomit.

'How long do I have to suffer from this illusion?'

He moved with heavy steps, thinking that he should meet the high priest today. The bloodstains on the blade he swung all night made him uneasy. His heart was heavy, wondering if the escort knight with him was injured. If only his life was spared.

He returned home with a heavy sense of guilt. When he arrived at the dormitory, the escorts waiting for him were startled and supported him. One of the escorts reported yesterday. The knight who was with the emperor went to search the forest with the wizards, but it seemed that their paths crossed on the way.

Perseus sat down, exhausted.

***

It was the morning of the day Lelia had promised Sena.

After that day, she didn't talk to Oscar at all. It was because Oscar disappeared.

Her mind was uncomfortable and dizzy. Since she couldn't face Oscar again, she wondered if the medicine had been removed. However, when thinking of Oscar, apologetic and pathetic feelings came first. Unlike his childhood, he was much bigger and stronger than her, but he was still something she had to protect. She wanted to care for his wounds, to protect him, and to hug him.

Upon stepping out of the dorm, Oscar quickly caught up with her wherever she appeared.

"Oscar."

"..."

Within a few days, Oscar's complexion deteriorated. He even looked like he had skinny cheeks. Just as she was about to ask if he was okay, Oscar took the first steps. Lelia had no choice but to follow him. It looked like Oscar wasn't in good shape, so she was concerned about it the whole time they were walking. But as she was passing through the village, she heard a familiar name in the conversation of the people.

"A saint?"

"Yeah, I heard the temple is looking for him in a hurry."

"Griffith is a saint recognized with the sacred power!"

[Griffith?]

Lelia stopped for a moment and looked at the people talking. However, there were many people passing by, so she couldn't hear properly.

They said, "It is such a great divine power that only he can feel it. Ordinary priests can't even feel it!"

"Wow... If it's a saint who heals new recruits, isn't he really a manifestation of God?"

"I heard that he would come forward and honor the saint with a new success. If the neutral zone becomes more active, this land right next to it will be more prosperous!"

Oscar wrinkled his brow and looked at Lelia. Lelia followed Oscar, whispering in his ear so that no one else could hear her.

"I just heard those people talk about Griffith."

"... Griffith must have done something worthless."

Hearing Oscar's words, Lelia didn't mind. As long as Griffith wasn't in danger, this was more important. Since she found her mom. Today Lelia was going to take her mother to her Superion territory.

Oscar hadn't asked her yet, but she expected that he would. If it doesn't work out... All she has to do is ask him to send her mother to the Superions. She suddenly had the thought last night that perhaps it wouldn't be as bad as she thought if she followed him to the Hraesvelg Empire. If she comforts Oscar a little and tells him that she will not run away, he will gradually calm down. After that, she would ask him to make rifts, so she could visit the Superions more often.

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