As a general, she cannot be a good daughter of Kage.

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Just when this purple light ripple passed through one of the doors, the twisted arc began to become exaggerated, and the space near the door was also trembling, making a dull sound.

found it.

She said something in her heart, and then walked to the door without saying anything...

Click!

He unscrewed the handle in front of him and opened it.

"..."×3

What catches the eye is the interior of the extremely spectacular large indoor library, with warm lights, gorgeous walls, bookcases that stand like tall buildings, and a man and a woman present.

Of course the 'female' refers to Beatrice, and the 'male' is Cai Yueang. Why is this guy here too?She thought this guy had gone to the royal capital with them to seek refuge. Did he not move at all in the past few days?

"No wonder the mansion has become noisy. It seems you are back."

Beatrice didn't raise her eyes, still looking at the book in her hand, complaining a little.

"Yo~! This is not Thunder Carbon——"

"!"

After she heard this address, she subconsciously frowned and gave him a cold look.

"Hey~! Rai, Miss Raiden...?"

Cai Yueang immediately changed his words in a cold sweat.

"You didn't leave?"

she asked.

"Yeah... I wanted to go to you before, but I went late. You had already left when I passed by. I thought it would be quite safe if I stayed with Bicuizi... She also agreed, right, Bicuizi? "

Cai Yueang asked teasingly to the loli in front of her.

"You are so thick-skinned that there is no cure for it. You are obviously the one who asked me to open the door because you cried for your father and mother and said you didn't want to die?"

Beatrice told the truth without any scruples about face.

"Ugh!! Hey! I told you to keep it a secret, you stinky loli!"

Cai Yueang instantly blushed and stood up and shouted at her.

"Speaking of which...I've been saying it before, that knife of yours is really amazing."

Beatrice didn't care about Natsuki Ang's somewhat noisy voice, but looked back at the woman in front of her. Specifically, it should be the dream in the other person's hand, her eyes were full of inquiry.

"..."

She also glanced at the knife in her hand and did not answer.

"You can actually see through my space magic. Although I'm a little reluctant, it's really strong. No wonder Roswaal was respectful to you before."

Beatrice casually closed the half-turned book in her hand and threw it casually to Cai Yueang beside her.

Pfft!

"pain!"

The book hit the other person directly in the face.

"Put it back where it belongs and get me a new one."

He ordered him like a master, and he was indeed wearing the valet uniform, which was completely incompatible.

"Hey...you have to take it yourself."

Even so, Cai Yueang still stood up and walked into the bookshelves like tall buildings and disappeared.

"So...what do you want from me? General Thunder."

Beatrice looked directly at her, her pupils with butterfly patterns looked at her, her words were a bit sharp, and maybe a little arrogant, which was generally in line with her character.

"Have you been staying here the whole time?"

The general did not ask his question immediately, but made a casual conversation.

"Oh, you can figure out such a simple question with your feet, right? It's so boring, noisy, and smelly smell polluted by useless people outside, why should I leave here?"

Beatrice sneered, glanced coldly at Cai Yueang in the distance, and then looked at her again.

"Why don't you-"

"It has nothing to do with you?"

Beatrice interrupted and choked her.

"Huh...that's right."

After being choked by the other party, she did not refute... What the other party said was reasonable and had nothing to do with her.

"Let me tell you frankly, General Thunder...Although Emilia likes you, it doesn't mean that I do too, including your origin and even inner strength. In my opinion, you are very suspicious and very... Danger."

Beatrice's voice became colder, and her eyes stared at her equally coldly, as if she wanted to see a hole in her.

"..."×2

For a moment, the atmosphere gradually dropped to freezing point, and neither of them made a sound first.

"So...you have this impression of me, will you answer my next question?"

The general sighed, relaxed his tone slightly, and then asked like this.

"Humph...it depends on the situation, just ask."

Beatrice motioned to her.

"Do you know why Roswaal went to the Sanctuary?"

She took a few steps to the side and then gently leaned her back against the bookshelf, raising her arms and crossing her chest.

"Why are you asking me about this kind of thing - ah, I see, it was the little half-orc girl who told you, right?"

Beatrice did not answer her immediately, but asked subconsciously, but she immediately guessed the answer to the question halfway through her words, and her face became clear.

"Yes, Frederica asked me to come to you. She said you should know."

She nodded slightly.

"Her judgment is indeed correct, but... I don't even know Roswaal's actions this time, and it has nothing to do with me."

Beatrice shrugged casually.

"..."

The general's eyes narrowed slightly, as if suspicious.

"It's useless for you to doubt me. I really don't know, but I don't think that guy would do such useless work. He must have his own ideas before going to the Holy Land."

Her eyes immediately penetrated Beatrice's, and she shook her head regretfully.

It's true... That Roswaal guy doesn't seem to be that ignorant character at first glance. He should have a lot of bad thoughts hidden in his heart. Moreover, this time the Witch Cult's attack had no trace of the opponent at all. Although he was in the sanctuary, there was no sound. It was really strange not to say anything.

However, when she mentioned the Witch Cult, she suddenly remembered the 'gospel' that had fallen on Petichius' body before. It must have been called this, if she remembered correctly...

Maybe the other party will know something deeper?

With this idea in mind, she took out the book from her pocket and handed it to Beatrice.

"This...do you recognize it?"

she asked.

"...!"

Sure enough, when Beatrice saw this thick black-covered book, her face changed drastically and she turned a little pale, as if she remembered some unbearable memory.

pat!

"Gospel...book? Why is it in your hand?!"

She took the book over and flipped through the pages quickly, her tone trembling.

"I picked it up. The original owner was a sin priest named Petichius."

She didn't pay attention to the other party's actions, but explained as usual.

"Petichius...Where are the others?!"

Beatrice raised her eyes and asked in a panic.

"It has been beheaded by me."

She replied coldly.

"...Is that so? Are you finally leaving me? Jius..."

Beatrice pursed her lips slightly, her voice gradually became hoarse, and her expression showed a hint of sadness and regret.

"You know him?"