"What are you looking at?"
Seeing Isabel suddenly open the window and look back, Emma asked with a mix of curiosity and wariness.
"There's a girl selling flowers, she looks so pitiful..."
Isabel turned her head back nonchalantly, her brows deeply furrowed, "If it weren't for the Candle Master's festival, she might have frozen to death."
"Who cares."
Emma said with a laugh, "She's just a commoner."
"Commoners are important, too," Isabel said earnestly, "commoners are people too!"
Looking somewhat surprised at "Yulia" who seemed a bit angry, Emma suddenly understood.
...Could it be said she was worthy of Heracles? Even without having received a monarch's education, she naturally possessed the demeanor of a true queen.
——That Queen Isabel, her qualifications to rule probably weren't any worse than "Yulia's."
It couldn't be helped.
Emma had a grudge against the crow on Aiwass's shoulder that spoiled her plans, as well as its behind-the-scenes manipulator.
