"No matter what happened in the past, the future must always be entrusted to pioneers and children."
"So, I want to ask you a question."
As if she had not expected the conversation to end up here, Saria's expression stiffened slightly, and her tightly furrowed brows relaxed somewhat.
But she did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked at Lamaline and nodded, waiting for her question.
And the Banshee asked:
"What is your name?"
"...Is that your only question?" Saria seemed not to have realized what the question meant. "Saria. That is my name."
The Banshee tilted her head slightly, her bright red pupils reflecting Saria's figure. The smile on her lips carried a casual gentleness. "Then it is an honor to meet you, Saria, and I am also glad that he chose you."
"My name is Lamaline, Gerald's lover and wife, the mother of the current ruler of the Royal Courts, and the former master of the Death Knell Court."
"I hope we can get along well from now on."
Knock, knock.
The door had been knocked on for the third time.
This time, Gerald's wind carried in the presence outside that belonged to a certain lynx doctor. At the same time, the closed door opened, revealing Kal'tsit.
But this time, in a corner no one noticed, at the instant Kal'tsit's face appeared in the room.
With a bang.
Warfarin, possessing enough self-awareness, punched herself in the temple and collapsed unconscious onto the floor.
Reunion
The facts proved that Kal'tsit's tolerance was far superior to Warfarin's.
After realizing that Saria had come to Rhodes Island alongside Gerald, that she had just had a minor conflict with Lamaline in this room, and the specific cause of that conflict.
The older lynx merely placed one hand lightly over her chest while using