"Speak your mind."
A silver-haired lady, standing in the corner of the hall right outside the Royal Treasury Vault, turned around to look at her younger brother, a little confused.
"How will our future be?"
"Even if you asked me…"
Remaining in silence for a brief moment, the black-haired boy then replied her in a calm manner, "I have no idea as well."
That conversation took place before Joshua walked out of the vault.
