“Ensure the mission is completed without fail. Regardless of the outcome, keep Yeriel confined to the territory.”0

Yeriel recalled the artifact she had seen before, the one Eunuch Jolang had shown her.0

“Her every move is insignificant, so it should be secure, but add surveillance to the task list to be certain.”0

In the Yukline mansion in the capital, Deculein had held a wine glass while discussing the mission. At the edge of his vision, Ganesha’s red hair had swayed. The contents of their conversation had likely been about…0

「She doesn't have any Yukline blood in her.」0

Yeriel focused intently on the memory, her gaze fixed on the dimly lit scene. Ganesha had rambled on about matters Yeriel didn’t recognize, while Deculein had sat in silence, appearing to ignore her.0

「Is this really okay?」0

A breeze drifted in from the night sky beyond the frame, causing the curtains to flutter softly. Gentle moonlight cast a faint glow on Deculein, but his face remained in shadow, betraying no expression. Even now, his features revealed nothing.0

「You were the one who first asked us to look into the biological connection... between you and your sister.」0

Yeriel’s heart, which had momentarily paused, resumed its pounding, sending waves of painful pressure through her body. As the conversation within the frame grew clearer, she began to grasp the harsh truth. Deculein remained silent, deep in thought. It would have been easier if he had spoken—if he had said anything at all.0

“Ah…”0

Yeriel struggled to stay composed like Deculein. Her thoughts fragmented, refusing to form a continuous stream. Her legs shook, and her head ached with a pulsing intensity.0

「Didn't I send my subordinate to tell you about...0