Princess Magdal was the last to speak, her voice somewhat soft.
But a hand came to rest on the back of hers. Her Highness the Princess turned around in surprise, only to see the Chancellor's daughter's calm face. "I swear by this."
Like a dutiful maid, she finished her liege lord's oath for him.
"Yay!" Lian acted as if she had accomplished something momentous, excitedly waving her fists until her glasses nearly slipped off her little nose. She hurriedly steadied them in fright.
Loot the Fae sat on the little girl's shoulder, looking excited as well.
"This must be a moment that witnesses history."
That was what it thought.
The Chancellor's daughter turned around at that moment and looked toward Brando. She lowered her head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I heard that Crown Prince Lainaret is still alive, my lord. Though I don't know whether this news is true, it at least shows that some of the Empire's upper ranks survived the war. The Battle of Metz only affected the Empire's northeastern region and the Ludwig region. Although the Empire's elite forces suffered heavy losses, they still retain their strength. To say nothing of the Crimson Legion in the Wilds of the Four Borders—it should still be intact."
"Delphine, you mean...?" Brando was stunned.
Delphine nodded silently. "I must return to the Empire, my lord. Although it seems they have realized the seriousness of the situation—otherwise this meeting would never have taken place—they may not know everything that happened here in Madara. More importantly, they don't know about you, my lord."
Brando fell silent. He knew how important he was in this war. Aside from the Twilight Dragon itself, he alone could wield the only key. But finding the Throne of the End required far more than