"Ha, we don't mind a fight. A pleasant opening act for our expedition."
The female Knight with sky-blue hair spoke. Mephit's sharp gaze darted between Mivana and Westheid. She rested her Knight's Silver Sword on her delicate collarbone, tilting her head to hold it in place with her neck as a dangerous, bloodthirsty smile spread across her face:
"Because that Beastman mongrel... I have to kill her. And I'll kill anyone who dares to stand in my way."
"You are... oh, Mephit of the Zitherheart Clan. Viona's younger sister."
Westheid looked at the female Knight who had just threatened to scatter Mivana's ashes and recognized her at once.
In the *Poem of Destiny*, the country Westheid knew best was the Country of Yonglan. There weren't many major players within it, but Mephit happened to be one of them.
