That was why Gremmy had never been particularly loyal to Yhwach. As long as he was happy, nothing else mattered.
"I never thought a war would be what set me free." Gremmy smiled at the companion before him. She was a frail-looking girl, yet she possessed terrifying power.
A member of the Sternritter, bearer of Schrift "G," The Glutton: Liltotto Lamperd.
"Make me something to eat!" Liltotto held out her hand.
Still smiling, Gremmy put his imagination to work. A doughnut appeared in Liltotto's hand. She took a bite and grimaced. "Too sweet. I don't like it."
"Now you're being picky?" Gremmy didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Liltotto watched the unusually lively Gremmy in silence for a long while. Then she asked a question that bordered on treason. "Do you hate His Majesty?"
Gremmy looked at her curiously. "Why do you ask?"
"The war's about to start. I don't know if I'll make it back." Worry showed on Liltotto's face. Anyone facing death would feel afraid. It was instinct.
"Who knows?" Gremmy knew perfectly well that Yhwach was no good man. The Sternritter followed him not because he was great, but because they feared his power. That had been true a thousand years ago, and it was still true now.
Every Knight was fighting to fulfill Yhwach's dream alone.
Whether His Majesty had ever spared a thought for them was another matter.
Gremmy suddenly grinned. "Don't look so glum. If you die, I'll imagine you back into existence so you can stay by my side forever. How's that? Some friend I am, right?"
"Ha. Thanks." Goose bumps rose all over Liltotto's body.
"Anyway, here's to making it back alive!" Gremmy conjured a doughnut and took a bite. It really was too sweet.
"But I can promise you this: