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It was a very friendly smile that made her feel uncomfortable.

"Griffith..."

Griffith came closer and looked at her with a worried face. His hand gently caressed her cheek. It was a hand with warmth. As warm as his friendly voice.

"It's been a while since I've seen you, why are you so skinny?"

"..."

It was difficult to understand this situation properly. Was she dragged by the paladins? After fainting? Lelia seemed to know Griffith's intentions, yet at the same time it seemed like she didn't know at all, so she became confused.

"Where is this place?"

The question that had barely flowed out was cut off. Griffith looked at Lelia's cheeks from side to side and replied, "Ah" casually.

"It's the neutral zone."

Neutral zone? If so, it was not far from the last location. Lelia asked again, trying to stay calm. "... Why did you bring me here?"

"Oh, haven't you heard the rumors yet?" Griffith answered as his brow furrowed slightly.

"... I barely heard. Why did you do that?"

She couldn't figure out why he made the situation that way. She was a saint. It was a nonsensical story, so she didn't even feel a sense of reality. Griffith scratched his temple with his index finger as if in trouble.

"Let's sit down and talk. I have a lot to tell you."

Lelia looked at Griffith, who was strangely calm, and nodded her head for the first time. After a while, Lelia sat down opposite Griffith, drinking tea brought to her by the priest. As the warm tea seeped into her body, her mind seemed to clear. Her mind also began to calm down. As if noticing Lelia's change, Griffith brought out the story at the right moment.

"I started distributing the medicine you made... There was nothing I could do."

"What?"

"The high priests didn't believe I made it."

"..."

"That's why I had no choice but to confess. I have no talent for lying."

Lelia wrinkled her eyebrows. He was not good at lying? How ridiculous.

"Anyway, when I started talking about you, they all started speculating in the same way, didn't they? God is the only one who can cure the disease. I don't remember the details because it's a religious story. Anyway, we were making a fuss by ourselves..."

"..."

"That means you may be a saint."

Lelia felt more and more blood rushing to her head.

"That's all. I'm just being honest with you. I told you something they don't know, and I have tremendous power."

"..."

"I don't know exactly what it is, so I think they thought it was sacred power. Well, aren't they alike? Didn't you cure it anyway?"

Griffith shrugged. Lelia was amazed at his brazen attitude. He even hacked the game system and thought it was similar to divine power? He spoke in a shameless manner, yet if she looked closely, even the sloppy story seemed plausible.

"Oh, more than that."

She turned her attention back to Griffith as he had something more important to say.

"About your mother, I heard you found her. Congratulations. I'm glad she is alive."

"..."

"I heard she didn't wake up," he said. "If you need my help, just tell me."