"Click..."
With the meeting over, the doors to the war conference room opened.
Fang Li and Sylvia were the first to step out, but before they could go far, someone called out to them.
"What are you planning to do next?"
The one who said this was Limea, who had also emerged from the room.
The older First Princess, wearing a monocle, approached them with measured steps and calmly questioned Fang Li and Sylvia.
"Us?"
Fang Li raised an eyebrow slightly.
"Does Your Highness Limea need our help?"
Sylvia asked tactfully as well.
However, the answer they received was this.
"No, quite the opposite. I hope the two of you will go elsewhere."
Limea made her stance clear with an attitude that could only be described as rejection.
"Forgive me, but I cannot place absolute trust in people I have only just met. Even with those I know well, I cannot trust anyone who knows my identity. So you should go somewhere else. There is no need to concern yourselves with my side."
Leaving those words behind, Limea disregarded Fang Li and Sylvia's reactions and departed coldly.
Then...
"My elder sister is as she always is. She looks like she is constantly afraid someone will stab her in the back, no matter who it is. Living like that, she probably has no joy in her life at all, does she?"
After Limea, Kerisha emerged from the conference room with the Knight Order Leader and looked at Fang Li and Sylvia.
No, more accurately, she was looking at Fang Li.
"I heard all about it. You are the one who defeated William Orwell in Academy City, aren't you?"
Kerisha openly sized Fang Li up with an appraising gaze, her expression highly aggressive.
"I failed to recognize you. My eye for people