"Please tell me, Princess."
She opened her eyes, staring as if seeing through his soul.
"I used my special talent on you."
"W-what?"
{Quarter, she looked at your soul.}
{S-seriously?}
He didn't even think that was possible in Aphrodos.
"I saw your soul. I know you're as earnest as could be." She pushed him far and pulled him close.
"Then…!"
Misho's eyes lit up. Finally, he felt like he was able to get through her.
"However, I still cannot trust you. The fate of my kingdom currently rests on my hands…"
As she ended her words, Misho twirled her around, his eyes stunned and listless.
"But… that doesn't mean you cannot come with us."
"Hold on… really??"
Misho lost his calm and almost tripped.
"Relax or the duke will be suspicious."
"Y-yes…"
Misho's eyes went wide as he continued the steps.
"But what about the duke?" Misho asked as he suddenly remembered.
"Ever since I was born… my body is always for the kingdom. This isn't much different."
