"So, my venerable senior sister Vivian, what brilliant solution do you have?"
"...I don't think you simply don't understand what 'standing by and letting someone die' means anymore. You just don't understand what 'die' means, do you?"
Veins bulged beneath the smooth skin of Vivian's forehead. She felt she might need to establish a little authority as his senior sister:
"Have you forgotten what my main field of research used to be?"
Sovell remained utterly unrepentant:
"Your venerable self used to research... 'How to destroy Britain faster, better, and cheaper'?"
Vivian snapped in exasperation:
"Alchemy! Life alchemy!!!"
The moment the words left her mouth, Vivian suddenly felt like crying.
She was Vivian Pendragon.
The eldest daughter of the illustrious Great Dragonhead, the noble Lady of the Lake. Her elegance, gentleness, dignity, beauty, and grace were renowned throughout the world.
And what had become of it? That Witch of Dusk had ruined it all!
Of course Sovell knew Vivian's field of research. A certain master-killing disciple of his was another of her masterpieces. Even so, he kept putting on an act for Vivian while reassuring Kriemhild:
"Life alchemy?! Lady Kriemhild, your child... I mean, Sieg's savior is here!"
Seeing Sovell trying to flatter her into a corner, Vivian stopped him outright:
"Stop! You're the illiterate one who doesn't understand 'standing by and letting someone die,' not me."
"So?"
Vivian put on airs and began using her leverage to dictate terms:
"Beg me, and I'll save him. Oh, right, I can also make sure Siegfried keeps his memories from last time when he manifests again~"
Sovell was about to scoff. "What's so special about that? I can do the second one too..."
But Vivian smiled and made her threat unmistakable. "Hmm?"
Sovell surrendered. "..."
He really couldn't stand by and let someone