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Sherry's reaction gave Stella a fresh understanding of Nalant's relationship with the girls beside him.

Clearly, Nalant's relationship with these girls was not the usual hierarchical one among nobles, maintained through sheer authority.

Otherwise, even though Sherry was practically drooling herself to tears, she would not have refused to reveal even the slightest thing.

Of course, this only made Stella even more certain of her earlier suspicions.

"Fine! Sherry, then I won't look at Little Gray right now!"

"Then let me ask something else. Those warhorses in the valley earlier—did Nalant instruct you to send Little Gray to cause those abnormalities?" Stella asked with a kindly expression.

Little Sherry thought for a moment before tilting her head. "Um! Miss Stella, Sherry can't say that either. My lord told me not to tell anyone!"

"How about you ask something else instead? Like what Sherry likes to eat, or what delicious foods Sherry has eaten!"

Stella: "..."

Sure enough, one could not reason with a little girl, because it would lower one's intelligence.

If she had just gone straight for the throat from the beginning, wouldn't she have known the answer already?

Stella reflected on her earlier lack of wisdom.

"All right, Sherry, but I'll ask those questions another time when we have the time! Also, when we return to Tulip Castle, I'll still treat you to something delicious!"

"Really, Miss Stella? Dragon fruit and sweet melon?"

"Yes, dragon fruit and sweet melon!"

"Thank you, Miss Stella!" Sherry's tears turned into a smile.

"Miss Stella, Sir Nalant seems to be calling for you from the foot of the mountain!"

Just then, Stella's guard came over and reported.

Stella walked to the edge of the hilltop and looked down.

"Miss Stella, could you come down for a moment?" Nalant's voice called up from