"Are you using the Princess as a bargaining chip?" The red-haired girl widened her eyes in disbelief, glaring with hatred at the Marquis. If not for them, would the Kingdom be in this state?
"Beth, watch your tongue." Nemesia couldn't stand it and reprimanded.
"Senior Nemesia, but the Princess is still in front."
"Address me as Knight Commander, Soldier. That's the Princess's choice, but her true intention was not for the Kingdom to perish alongside her, that was her command as well," Nemesia answered coldly, as if devoid of emotions. "The final hour has passed, I must meticulously carry out the Princess's orders."
Beth shivered and lowered her head.
Nemesia looked up, observing the silhouette of the Female Knight on the wall. In her impression, this Valkyrie of Erune's future had a gentle personality, even somewhat timid, indistinguishable from a girl from the countryside, but until today, she suddenly found herself unable to clearly see through the other.
"Frey?"
