"The revived evil god..."
Yanafeien was thoughtful and meticulous.
She looked around. Under cover of night, the Law Knights were still dealing with the believers they had just captured, determined to interrogate their true purpose and origins out of them.
"Tell them..."
"No, I can't say it so directly."
"I lack direct evidence. This is different from the people who attacked the mountain. I can't speak recklessly without any basis."
Yanafeien quickly made up her mind.
She knew very well that the Law Knights' and Righteous Walkers' respect for her did not come from herself, but from the blood flowing through her veins—or rather, from her father, who had already disappeared.
Those believers who had attacked the mountain.
She had warned them in advance, and after the Law Knights mobilized and found the targets, it could immediately be verified. It had also helped raise her standing.
But this enemy, for which there was still no concrete evidence.
Words spoken by Yanafeien, an "ordinary person," would find it difficult to gain the Awakened's genuine support. Going further would mean exposing Linsey's existence, and that was something Yanafeien absolutely did not wish to do.
"..."
"Linsey, then I'll leave it to you."
Yanafeien murmured softly, turned toward the Palace, and was immediately swept into the head maid's embrace as she hurried over.
Elsewhere, beneath the Royal City of the City of Law, shrouded in night.
It was still nighttime here, and the battle on the mountain had not spread to such a distant place.
The residents of the City of Law were resting.
Other than patrolling Law Knights, hardly anyone would be out on the streets at night.
Linsey, meanwhile, moved underground, making his way toward the residential district in the city.
His destination looked utterly different from the other districts.