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"There was no other way. Only under these two circumstances could Lily possibly survive. You came all this way, so you definitely weren't here to find a rotting corpse, were you?" Mel's tone became a little more serious—and a little crueler.

What he feared even more was that Kain would be unable to endure it once he learned of Lily's death.

There should have been some special feelings between them. Compared to himself, who had run away at the age of six, those two had clearly spent much more time together.

One was in the Knight Order, the other in the convent. The Sword Saint and the old nun knew each other too. They were practically a perfect match.

Even with a stunning beauty like Fisia in the hero's party, Kain had never once had any scandalous rumors.

If he himself had been that hero, Fisia's current relationship with him would at least have been similar to Claire's and Liberia's.

After all, who could refuse a Church Saintess who was also a beauty? She had originally been Elena Darian's sister, so her looks were naturally first-rate.

That alone—his ability to keep himself clean—was enough for Mel to regard Kain more highly. Still, he had a slightly wicked thought: if he ever got the chance, he ought to take him to the dark elf village in the Great Forest.

Of course, it was not because of some twisted hobby. He simply felt that the Excellent Genes of a hero as outstanding as his good friend ought to be passed on more widely.

"Let's split up! Whether we find anything or not, we'd better retreat to the first Harpy Village we passed when entering the mountains before the blizzard buries the ridge, all right?" Mel prepared supplies for the two of them.