At the end of the prison, at the top of the watchtower. Vestalines-Gerua was in front of the room. But she did not enter the room, nor did she knock on the door.

　On the contrary, she put her ear to the door in silence and began to pick up the slightest sound. Then, slowly, Vestalines breathes in and out.

　She was even careful to swallow her spit to avoid making a sound. If she put any weight on it, the door would make a creaking sound. Carefully, yet as close as possible.

　That was all I could do, and I could only pick up a few sounds from inside the room.

　I'm not sure what I'm doing here. It's a good idea to take a look at your eyes.

　It's a good idea to take a look at your own eyes to make sure that you're looking at the right image. I think it's unacceptable.

　It is a matter of pride before it is allowed or not allowed. Vestalinu kept her ears on the door, her gaze flickering uncomfortably as she searched for words.

　No, no, no. This is not eavesdropping. This is strategic intelligence gathering. Stroking his chin lightly, Vestalynn turns his thoughts.

　You can find a lot of people who are looking for the best way to get the most out of their life. That's not how it's supposed to work.

　There are more than enough guards, but they still need to be watched. Always gathering information and always ready to respond if something happens. It's only natural that we should be in such a state. There's nothing wrong with that.

　And actually, I have some concerns about the people I'm escorting.

　There are three guards. Caria Vadnick, who is treated like a warrior maiden by the heraldic order, Fialat-La-Borgograd, who made a name for herself at the Battle of Cirnio with her battlefield magic. And then there's Finn-Erdis, the Queen of Gazalia.

　These are all great names, but that doesn't mean we can rest easy.

　Because there's one thing that's been strange since they arrived. It's a small thing, but it's not something that can be dismissed easily.

　That is, ever since they came here, Lugis has been extremely absent from the public eye. For some reason or another, they, his bodyguards, have been hiding him in a room.

　Even Vestalinu, the head of the mercenaries, doesn't remember having spoken to him recently. Of course, he needs to recuperate, considering the serious injury he sustained. But it's still too tight.

　--I wonder if something's going on.

　It's natural to wonder about that, Vestalinu asserted. I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.

　Therefore, this information gathering is legitimate. Then there is nothing to be ashamed of. Vestalyn excused herself to her slightly buzzing heart.

　I'm not eavesdropping out of interest in him.

　Well, it would be a lie to say that she wasn't interested in him. Still, it was not easy for Vestalines to expose all her feelings for him like her sister did.

　Besides, the feelings her sister had for him and the feelings she had for him were two different things. Her own feelings were more like those of love. It's more like a fatherly feeling.

　Therefore, this is only a concern for his safety. I'm just gathering information for that purpose.

　Doha Sura's voice and his voice are echoing from inside the room. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but I could definitely hear them.

　My heart is filled with a nostalgic feeling. Vestalynne felt a strange sense of relief, as if she hadn't heard it for a very long time. It seems that Lugis is safe.

　At the same time as he patted his chest, another sound reached his ears.

I'm not sure what you're doing with that ....... Master Vestalinu.

　It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find anything that might help you. She was standing on the corridor, staring at Vestalinu.

　Vestalines wanted to praise herself for not screaming.

　Her heart was thundering like she had never heard it before, and cold sweat was running down her spine. Still, he kept his expression tight. It's a good thing that I don't show emotion in my face.

　If I were to reveal my emotions here, it would be like confessing that I was eavesdropping with a bad feeling. You have to be extremely calm.

　I remembered that Ann was scheduled to visit this prison today. I was told it was for inspection and to serve as a messenger. I had heard it was in the evening, but she seemed to have arrived very early.

　By nature, she was no longer in the role of a messenger. There are many things she should be doing.

　But Vestalinu had heard her say somewhere that she was the best person to talk to when dealing with Lugis. I guess that's how much trust they have built between them.

　Trying to remain calm, Vestalynn clears her throat as she pulls her ear away from the door. Her thoughts were wild with shame, but her voice was as normal as possible.

"...... No. I've been on guard duty for a while now. I was on the lookout.

　There's no mistake. It was you who brought Dohasura to this point, and it was perfectly reasonable for you to be on guard, just in case. However, Vestalines only slightly took her gaze off Anne.



　Did he sense something? Or did she think she shouldn't touch it? Anne nodded her head, her expression hardened.

"Saint Mattia has a word for you, hero. I would like to speak to you as soon as possible, no matter what.

　The first thing I did was to look at my eyes. I'm not sure what to do. I'm not sure what to make of it. I'm not sure what to make of it.

　I see, that's why he came to the back of the prison alone without his companions. That was the moment when Vesterine was about to tap lightly on the door.

　--Hold her down, Caria. I'll sew him up. It's okay, Lugis. You won't feel a thing. You just won't be able to move anymore.

　Such a voice tickled Vestalinu's and then Anne's ears.

　It was the voice of Fialaert in the room. It was strangely somber. At the same time, the voices of Kalia and Erdis echoed, and above all, the voice of Lugis came out of the room, loud and rough. It was no longer necessary to raise one's ears.

　I wonder what's going on up ahead.

　Vestalynn's fingers naturally stopped as she tried to tap on the door. Is it really a good time to knock on the door, she asked herself. She felt like she was going to be involved in something terrible.

　I wondered if Anne would know what was going on. Her cheeks fluttered and she let out a heavy breath.

　After a few moments, the sound stopped. Then, slowly, the door creaks open. Lugis showed his face, with the arms of the others entwined around his body.

　Then he looks at Vestalines and Anne with his eyes and says.

　Vestalinu wondered if it was his imagination that he looked so tired. It had been a long time since he had heard a voice from the front, and it was strangely touching.

It's a good thing you're not looking at me like I'm dead--what's the trouble, Anne?

　Lugis gave Anne a narrowed look and said. It's usually trouble when you come," he continued jokingly.

　Anne smiled and said.

I never thought I'd hear that from you, hero. It is the role of the hero to attract such things. But ......, yes, I'm sure it will be a hassle this time.

　She held her finger to her lips for a moment and said, choosing her words.

　--It is an urgent requirement. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one.