Time turned back three days, to a secluded residence within Ludwig's Baron's Castle...
Accompanied by Nemesis and Charles, Brando arrived at the secluded residence. It stood in the courtyard behind the castle, which was completely shaded by immense, lush oak trees. Beneath one of them, a black-haired woman with hair falling over her shoulders sat in a wheelchair. Sunlight filtered through the branches, scattering dappled light over her. She remained utterly still. Beside her stood another woman of striking height, with silver hair. She was none other than Silver Dragon Lady Missril. From her figure, the woman in the wheelchair was clearly a peerless beauty, but the skin exposed on her face and body was horrifying, covered in burn scars. Patches of necrotic brown skin were peeling away, leaving fresh red skin beneath that clashed sharply with the fair skin elsewhere.
If any other woman had suffered such a blow, she might have gone mad from the shock. Yet Chancellor's daughter Delphine sat quietly in her wheelchair. One of her eyes had gone blind, leaving only a withered mass in the socket, but the other was as calm as ever. Deep light hid within her purple eyes, as though this tremendous calamity had not happened to her at all and had no effect on her.
When Brando saw the Chancellor's daughter again, he could not help being stunned for a moment. The first time he had met her at the Ring of Trade Winds, she had indeed looked like this. But the next time he saw her, the Chancellor's daughter had practically become an unreasonable shrew. For a moment, he was bewildered, unable to tell which one was the real her. Still, this Chancellor's daughter was quite famous in history, a renowned genius of the Empire. The female knight beside