He stared blankly at the dream, at the girl whose face looked so much like his own.
She was kissing the man.
Her gaze was tender and soft, brimming with endless affection, yet burning with blazing fire.
The love overflowing from her was so intense, so vivid, that one only needed a glance to deeply feel the surging tides of emotion within it.
Roughness was fine.
Being left aside was fine.
Upon them, it all seemed to be nothing more than a game.
Yes...
This was their game.
And then—
A light of hatred suddenly erupted in his eyes.
His younger sister, who had always been gentle and innocent, had now become a pawn in someone else's hands to threaten him.
He had never been more certain.
—He was destined to lose this game.
In fact, the defeat had already been decided. He knew it perfectly well!
Now that Miss Thrush had fallen for Blondie, how else could it be explained if some demon had not been pulling strings behind the scenes?!!
Otherwise, with Miss Thrush's standards, how could she so easily give her heart to some blond-haired man?
And the one capable of orchestrating such an astonishing scene could only be Elio, that damned Envoy of the End!!
And his accomplice was undoubtedly that Dragon Sovereign from the Chimei Clan!
At that moment, the fragmented pieces of memory in his mind finally connected into a clear thread.
Thinking back to his ninth younger sister, she had not been particularly outstanding, yet someone had inexplicably taken an interest in her.
The Dragon Sovereign had clearly known long ago that he would become an Order Emissary in the future, yet had not judged him at all.
He abruptly raised his head and swept his gaze around again. That invisible divine power