"..."
"I'm curious—where did this bed come from?"
With Linsey exposing the truth, the girl on the bed stopped pretending to sleep and struggled to shift herself into a sitting position.
She first looked at Linsey across from her, then at the Flesh Lake beside her that was about to dry up. Finally, her gaze settled on the bed she was lying on:
"It looks ordinary, but the details are inconceivable. There is almost no variation in how the planks were processed. The stitching on the mattress, quilt cover, and pillowcase is so neat that it is completely uniform. That simply isn't something found in handmade goods."
The girl looked up at Linsey with her gray eyes.
"So, how was this made? Is it some new trick developed by craftsmen? During the decades City of Law was sealed off, did the outside world happen to advance?"
Linsey shook his head.
"A product of skill. Nothing worth mentioning."
Then Linsey walked to the girl's side and held out his right hand.
"Linsey."
The girl quickly understood that this was Linsey introducing himself. She likewise extended her hand and shook his.
"Alvitte."
A human Awakened—the Righteous Walker who had just awakened. Her weakened will was recovering at a steady pace.
After confirming her information, Linsey continued his questioning.
"Miss Alvitte, tell me about your origins first."
Alvitte answered openly.
"I come from City of Law. I was badly injured after the Sword-Snatching War and fell unconscious in the wilderness. When I woke up again—there was only you."
Linsey caught the keyword in her words.
"The Sword-Snatching War? What was that?"
The Righteous Walker girl answered directly.
"A battle to seize the White Steel Sword."
"Years of warfare had already pushed the world beyond its limits. Even a grand place reinforced like City