There must be some mistake.
Ilya knew her friend well, and she was certain he would never become a good person just because of a few words from a stranger. Coupled with the rumors quietly spreading among the nobles in the Imperial Capital, the more she thought about it, the more she felt there was a big problem with Ethan and that white-haired woman. However, after her previous setback with the Simpler Clan, she had to change her strategy.
She had already determined that these two outsiders were more formidable foes than the Demon King.
Before grasping decisive evidence, she couldn't act rashly; otherwise, the result would most likely be as awkward as last time.
Ilya still didn't believe she simply fell asleep that night and coincidentally dreamed of that crew member, obtaining all the truths she wanted to know from him. Looking back now, it was all too smooth, so smooth it seemed like a trap meticulously set up just for her.
