"Life is just this awful. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many tragedies, right, Your Majesty?"
"I've already driven away my good little brother, so why did you have to come? Why couldn't you let my life have just a little more happiness? It'd be a good thing if I were a little happier, wouldn't it? The happier I am, the more benefits there are, right? Yet you insist on not letting me be happy. What are you thinking? What's going through your mind? I just don't understand. Do you hate me that much? I didn't ruin the relationship between you two. Your relationship was already bad to begin with. After all, you practically wiped out his entire family. How could he possibly not hate you under those circumstances? Even if he learned the truth, so what? Do you think he could stop hating you? That's absolutely impossible, okay?"
"It's completely impossible, okay? You nearly wiped out his entire family. How could he not hate you? No matter how magnanimous he is, he couldn't possibly not hate you, right? I think that's just how it is, but you people refuse to believe it. What am I supposed to do? What can I do? I have no idea how to help you, and I can't help you anyway. The two of us—no, it should be said that I'm mortal enemies with all of you. If I helped you, what would that make me?"
"That would be a bad thing for me. I already drove him away, yet you insist on coming here. Aren't you tired? I really don't understand. Are you that worried about my good little brother? It's not like I could do anything bad to him. He's a grown man—what could I possibly do to him? Think about me. Even