Teresa heard Cui Ciyou's crisp, decisive reply and his mention of Zenith.
Instead, she froze for a moment, then exclaimed in surprise.
"Huh... you agreed?"
"Zenith? You know my sister too?"
"Is my sister still alive?"
A dark line crossed Cui Ciyou's face at Teresa's words.
"Why would you ask that?"
"Your sister is alive and well."
Teresa replied quite casually, "
My sister, Zenith, ran away from home when she was fifteen."
"Other than intermediate Healing Magic and a little knowledge of noble customs in Millis..."
"Zenith couldn't do anything else."
"She wasn't a warrior, and she genuinely had no idea how to take care of herself."
"She couldn't even book a room at an inn or wash her clothes."
"I've even wondered whether she knew the difference between a Royal Banknote and a copper coin."
"And it's been over ten years."
"If we hadn't failed to find a body or hear news of her death..."
"We'd all consider it a blessing from the Millis God."
"We might have already held her funeral."
As Cui Ciyou listened to Teresa, he could no longer suppress the urge to comment inwardly.
Seems like quite a few kids run away from home in this world too.
Roxy was fourteen when she couldn't stand it anymore...
Having nobody but her parents to talk to in the village, she ran away to become an adventurer.
Did Zenith do it to chase that so-called "freedom"?
Was she like those couples on Earth with the seven-year itch?
Did she not want a life where she could see exactly how everything would turn out?
After Teresa finished complaining about her sister, Teresa,
the exasperated expression that had broken through her composure faded somewhat.
She regained a measure of her knightly dignity.
Though after what had just happened,