War had always been about deception. Even a surrender could be a false surrender—just like that person whose army had been burned. If Barghest's surrender was a trick and they trusted her completely, they could very well lead the Round Table Army into certain death. This was not a matter of trust or distrust; it was something a commander had to consider. Caster was undoubtedly the commander of the Round Table Army now, and she had to take responsibility for it.
"That is true. If my words were lies, then trusting me would lead you into a dead end. Your attitude is correct." Barghest nodded. Naturally, she understood what Caster meant.
"I don't think that will be a problem. Oh, right, I have a question I'd like to ask." Ritsuka suddenly spoke up from the side.
"What is it? I'll answer whatever I can." Barghest nodded.
"Um, could you introduce us to Barghest's lover?" Ritsuka looked at Barghest curiously. Back at the tavern, they had heard quite a few faeries talking about Barghest's lover.
"Yes, it is certainly interesting. I heard on the way here that you had found a new lover, which was why you often returned to Manchester." Da Vinci, Caster, and even Muramasa all looked at Barghest expectantly. They were extremely curious about the truth behind Barghest's lover and the legend of the Black Dog.
"Not often. I only return as much as circumstances permit. And he is not my lover, merely a human youth under my protection. I am Barghest, who loves only the strong. I would never choose someone with zero combat ability, zero ability to live independently, and zero prospects as my lover."
Although Barghest denied it vigorously, a rare blush spread across her face.
"Is that so? Love is blind. It is entirely