"So, you're not His Majesty's enemy? He sealed you to save your life?" Negris asked in surprise.
"Exactly, if I were an enemy, why not just kill me? Why seal me? My soul was shattered by an Annihilation Warlock from the Sorcerer Alliance through some sneaky method. There was no other way; His Majesty had to seal me inside an owl. However, the owl's body is too weak, forcing me to molt and be reborn every few years. I'm constantly so sleepy I can barely take care of myself," Silba rambled without much regard for Ange and the others' identities, mainly because Feiti was proof enough. The Undead Empire in this world had been formed too recently, less than a thousand years ago, hardly enough time to foster the Lord of Mourning. Thus, Feiti could only be a loyal follower of the Monarch.
