Hearing Lynn's sudden words, Ivyst, who was sitting at the desk, looked up.
She frowned.
"Have you grown tired of living?"
Lynn glanced at her and found the woman's expression as cold and indifferent as usual, without any abnormalities.
Shouldn't she be troubled by the unexpected mission by now?
Even if not troubled, she shouldn't be acting as if nothing happened, right?
Though unaware of the specific content, only those of high status or even Saint Laurent VI himself could order her to stop her return to the Imperial Capital, Lynn thought of no other possibilities.
According to Miss Witch, this mission would take a very long time.
Although he didn't know exactly how long, given that woman's personality, she should have been annoyed by it.
Yet at the moment, Lynn detected no hint of this.
Could it be the duration was so long that Miss Witch's memory was faulty?
But the deed was done, and there was no turning back now.
