After the Pope finished speaking, she turned around to leave. However, when she reached the door, she stopped and said softly: "You should also be careful. That young man seems very strange; he is not someone we can control."
"Are you talking about Lathel?" Amleth smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about that. Because… in this world, no one understands him better than me."
The Pope glanced at Amleth for a moment, then left.
Amleth then frowned and muttered: "Yes, in this world, no one understands him better than me. Only I can be suitable for him—the perfect woman to be by his side."
"I will show him… Without me, he is just trash—no, he is not even comparable to trash."
…
The Pope entered the carriage, and the one-horned white horse pulled the carriage into the air, then disappeared among the clouds.
Inside the carriage, the Pope frowned at Arine, who was sitting quietly across from her.
"Do you want to say something?"
