Divine Spirit Caenis left.
Though she had given up on the idea of killing Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, she still seemed somewhat deflated.
It was understandable when one thought about it.
She had come to this Lostbelt hoping for an exhilarating battle or a kill, yet the only battle she had fought so far had been a one-sided beating. Anyone would find that unpleasant, no matter how they looked at it.
However—
Even if she was discouraged, the fact that she had given up on killing those Chaldeans showed that she still held some expectations.
—Expectations for [Sigurd].
Still, her relationship with Ophelia truly seemed terrible. Before leaving, she had even gone out of her way to mock Ophelia.
What she hated most was women.
What she scorned most were so-called women.
Honestly—if Ophelia had not been the Crypter most important to Kirschtaria, she probably would have killed Ophelia with her spear long ago.
But—
Ophelia was the same.
If Caenis had not been an important tool to Kirschtaria, she would have long since used her right eye—
"Oh, right. This is for you. See for yourselves. I'm not staying here."
"An irritating presence is approaching. Hmph."
Before leaving, she threw something to Ophelia.
Something—
That recorded images.
Frowning, Ophelia picked it up and examined it for a moment.
Something sent by Lord Kirschtaria?
Wait, Lord Kirschtaria's intentions could not possibly be so shallow. Which meant—
"Your Majesty, please take a look at this."
Ophelia stepped forward, gave Scathach-Skadi a slight bow, then took out the object in her hand and placed it on the ground.
Bzzzt—
Sure enough, just as Ophelia had expected, once the device touched the ground, an image of Kirschtaria Wodime was projected.
"Pleased to meet you, Queen of the Scandinavian Lostbelt. Please forgive the