Raven gazed in silence at Luna, who had tears in her eyes and a mixed expression. He quickly turned away.

“I think that answers the question. I have a lot of work to do, so I will take my leave. See you tomorrow.”

He could feel Luna’s gaze burn his back, but he disregarded it and walked away from the octagonal pavilion. As Raven passed by the tree that had bristled a moment ago, he stopped for a moment and spoke in a low voice.

“The same goes for you, Princess Ingrid.”

Shuffle.

Another sound was heard and Raven continued talking.

“The Pendragon family is not a servant of the royal family like the other nobles. And I don’t need the power of the emperor and the royal family. I have no responsibilities or obligations to my ex-fiancée, even if they are a princess. We haven’t spent any time together, and we haven’t built any trust. So, please stop trying to do away with me using status and power. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Raven finished speaking, and as he was about to walk away, a quiet, trembling voice spoke from behind the tree.

“…I see. Yes, please see how it turns out.”

“……”

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