“What? On the first night of my honeymoon, you ran to another woman and proposed? Is this real...? Isn’t it like garbage from an affair movie?” 

Vantner was straightforward. He didn’t hesitate to scold his friend’s transgressions. It was an attitude that came from goodwill. He was inclined to give attention and a strong warning so that his friend didn’t go wrong from violating morality. This was what Grid liked. 

“I couldn’t sit back and watch Mers be sad. Basara also told me to go to Mers first.” 

Basara was much older than Grid. She was from the imperial family and a duke who ascended to the rank of empress with the will of the former emperor. She cared for all her people. She had very deep thoughts and had an excellent ability to read the situation. She read Mercedes’ grief at the wedding venue and inferred Mercedes’ relationship with Grid. She weighed the situation where the two of them got married or couldn’t get married, and considered the best choice.

In order to breed the seeds of unity, she raised the issue with Grid. She asked Grid to go to Mercedes. She encouraged the love of the two to come to fruition. 

“I think people’s relationships and feelings should be a springboard, not a stumbling block.” 

This was what Basara said that night. She was wise and explained the importance of relationships, and this resonated with Grid. Before Mercedes’ heart could fall into an uncontrollable abyss, he ran and caught her. 

“Um... Mercedes was sad. Basara understood......