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

"It's just a coincidence that I discovered the Witch Cult lurking around the forest. It's not as mysterious as you think -"

"The lingering fragrance of a witch."

However, the other party interrupted her and said an incomprehensible word.

"...?"

She stopped talking and looked at him in confusion.

"You have a strong witch's fragrance on your body. It is a unique fragrance that only appears after close contact with a witch. Of course... Cai Yue'ang also has it on her body, but it's not as strong as yours, right?"

Roswaal wanted to raise his hand to touch hers, but she knocked it away with a crisp sound.

"Haha... I'm right, right? Miss Raiden~?"

The other party touched the back of his hand that she had knocked off. The skin on it was a little red, but there was a deep smile on the corner of his mouth.

He didn't go on to say the straightforward meaning, he just stopped there, but she understood enough.

As expected, this guy knew Cai Yueang's ability to retrace his steps, and even knew what she was connected to.

"...?"

During this period, Ram showed a trace of confusion. She did not understand what the two men were implying.

"..."

She moved a little away from the other party, took a few steps back and stood beside the bed again, recalling what the other party had just said, her slender brows furrowed slightly.

"Master General..."

Ram looked at her worriedly.

"I'm fine..."

She responded softly.

The lingering fragrance of the witch...

She couldn't even smell it herself.

It is indeed true to say that he had close contact with the witch. After all, with Pandora by his side, it is inevitable that he would be stained with this fragrance, and maybe there would be the fragrance of Echidna, but where did Natsuki Ang come from?

And she never understood why Cai Yueang had the ability to recall death, and she was also implicated.

There were too many questions, which made her confused, so she simply put them aside. She raised her eyes again and looked at the man on the bed.

"Your purpose...is it other than letting me solve this problem? I don't think you should be such a superficial person."

she asked.

"Of course...my purpose is not the same. In addition to letting Miss Raiden help Lady Emilia with your own abilities, I also want to give you the credit for her efforts."

"what for?"

"If I were the one to solve the problem, wouldn't Lady Emilia have no credit for it? This would be detrimental to the king's election and would not win the hearts of many people. On the contrary... look... Lady Emilia has a lot of prestige now. ? And if I heard correctly, Miss Thunderbolt, you even defeated the white whale that was causing trouble in the world. This credit is recorded on Lady Emilia, which can be regarded as a big help in winning the king's election."

"Haha...you still take me for granted. If I had just started -"

"No, because I believe in you, I believe in your abilities, and I believe you will let Lady Emilia win the King's Choice. Even if she can't win, you will be her guide. After all... Lady Emilia She trusts you so much, she relies on you to be strong, and she can find her own way with this."

"..."

She looked at him silently, her eyes full of inquiry.

"Miss Thunderbolt...you...are not a bad person. You are not always suspected by others like me. You are who you are...you are the same on the outside. This is why I am optimistic about you."

……

.........

click...

"……call."

After leaving the room, the general walked outside the house and slowly closed the door behind him. He casually found a stone platform to sit down and exhaled while looking at the silver moon above.

"I don't think that's his entire purpose... He has unspoken purposes, and maybe that's his real purpose."

She said something to the empty void.

"He said that Mezas has been connected with the Holy Land for generations. Maybe coming to the Holy Land is also part of his purpose?"

Pandora appeared next to her, taking physical form and sitting beside her.

"what do you mean……?"

She looked at the girl next to her.

"Yes... General, you can ask Donna. Maybe she knows the true purpose of that person. You can also ask her about the gospel. After all, the person who untied the bell must tie it."

Pandora gently stroked the back of her hand and said softly.

"Donna?"

She asked him with a teasing smile. She didn't know why this name always seemed a little cute.

"...The witches used to be familiar with each other, but times have changed... The general should understand, right?"

"Ah."

She didn't ask any more questions and nodded lightly.

"Then the kid is here, it's time for me to disappear."

Seeing this, Pandora smiled fondly at her, and then seemed to notice something and slowly transformed into a ghost form again. She couldn't meet the other party yet, after all, she had the face of the other party's enemy.

That child?Emilia?

"General...are you busy?"

After Emilia saw her sitting alone on the stone platform looking at the moon, her face relaxed slightly, she walked over as quietly as a kitten, and asked in a low voice.

"Nothing...have you rested yet?"

She let her raised slender legs touch the ground again and casually intertwined her calves against the bottom of the stone platform. She also leaned back slightly and looked at the other person.

"...Can I talk to you?"

Emilia touched her hair and sat next to her quietly and asked.

"Hmm...what do you want to say?"

She smiled softly at it.

"I...I...hu..."

Emilia lowered her head and touched her palms back and forth, her voice trembling.

"If you want to apologize to me again, you don't have to. Besides, it's not your fault."

She anticipated what the other party was struggling with, so she comforted him first.

"And the right to challenge the trial has not disappeared. You can go again anytime. You don't need to put such pressure on yourself."

She said.

"...won't you be disappointed in me?"

Emilia asked carefully.

"Why are you disappointed? Obviously... you have performed very well?"

She patted the other person's shoulder lightly.

"But...I am disappointed in myself."

Emilia held the palm of her shoulder, then pressed her hand on her thigh, closed her eyes and sobbed slightly.

"I...may never complete this trial..."

"..."

She looked at the other party silently, with a hint of complexity in her eyes.

"It's okay. If it doesn't work, I'll let you all out."

She promised that if there was nothing she could do, she would forcefully break the barrier and there would always be a way out.

"Huh...are we going to use violence again then?"

Emilia touched the tears in the corners of her eyes and looked at her with a coquettish expression.

"Maybe…"

That is the most pessimistic way, or you can talk to Echidna... After all, there is no perfect way.

"No, you can't use violence...this is still a 'sacred area' after all."

Emilia disagreed a little, maybe it was strange to agree?

"On the contrary...you have to work hard. Since you don't want me to use violent means, you have to work hard to liberate it, okay?"

she took the opportunity to ask.

"Hmm~cunning~"

Emilia slapped her shoulder gently and tenderly, and a smile finally appeared on her face that was about to cry.

"Do you feel better?"

She didn't hide, but asked with concern.

"Hmm... Huh... I just got on my own nerves. This is not me. I have to work hard, and I have to work hard tomorrow. After all, this is my mission! I have to bring the villagers home no matter what!"

Emilia stood up again, rubbed her face, and cheered up again.

"Thank you, General... for talking to me so late."

Thank you so much.

Emilia smiled sweetly at her.

"Um...you're welcome."

She answered it.

"Then I'll go back first?"