"I'm an outsider too."
Those words… There was hardly any way for me to respond to them. So, just like before, rather than trying to be smarter than I was, I simply fixed my hold on Fay's shoulder, holding her in a tight embrace.
"So we are both outsiders, huh?" I muttered silently after a while, finally able to understand what Fay was talking about.
She was born a bastard to the two leaders of the opposing factions. And given how quite a lot of the protectors came from aggressive lineages, she was, in a sense, a child of peace.
Or, in other words, an existence that had to be kept under wraps, or those more aggressive elements of both factions would be sure to come and relieve her of the duty of living.
