Guildhall, the guild master office.
The younger twin sat on the chair behind the desk of the guild master had written a message on the paper prepared on the table. As the guild presbyter asked him.
"Master Lira..."
And he kept continued to write the letter with the pen made by eagle's feather. As he kept continuing to write the paper, the guild presbyter continued.
"You didn't have to sacrifice everything for us. Rather, thanks to Richard. We have to pay for it with our life instead!"
The younger twin who heard those. Stopped his action of writing by placing the eagle feather pen onto the glass of the ink glass made by crystal with the shape of the wine glass. With himself stopped his action to write, he said.
"You don't have to sacrifice anything for me. Guild Presbyter, it's my fault to bring Freya in and cause so much unbearable damage, from the casualties of our side thanks to the fake Leviyora, until Kiana's death."
