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With the intervention of the Four Saints, the incident involving the Brouat family came to a smooth conclusion.

After breaking the ice, Frans immediately conducted a logical analysis of the scene.

A footman wielding a hammer was believed to be the instigator of the events.

With all the evidence, including witness testimonies and physical evidence, pointing to the footman as the culprit and him acknowledging his crime, the case was closed, albeit reluctantly, by Frans.

Everything unfolded as Sonja had hoped for.

The girl was revived from her fatal injuries.

The head of the Brouat family was not negatively affected by the incident in front of the pagans.

In the end, though the misdeeds of the young master were not made public, he became a laughingstock due to an incident where he urinated in fear.

With no impact on the deal between Sonja and the Brouats, things concluded satisfactorily.

Or so it should have, except...

The comically masked figure who saved the girl was wrongly accused as an accomplice because he scared the Brouat's son.

Sonja, upon learning this, felt a deep sense of apology.

But as a black market doctor, being wrongly accused was something beyond his control. Already unwelcome by the authorities, Sonja found it difficult to defend him even if she wanted to.

In the end, Sonja could only add a note of apology when paying, to ease her troubled mind.

“Why not place the hammer in that simpleton’s hand?”

Yuna asked curiously as she gazed at the stars in the night sky.

Embracing Yuna from behind, Cyclone and Yuna admired the night together.

“If it were found in his possession, he would be seen as a suspect. It would not only result in no payment but also disrupt Sonja's plans,” Cyclone explained.

“Oh~ You’re quite concerned about that lady knight~”

“Are you... jealous?" Cyclone retorted.

“Yes~” Yuna replied bluntly.

“I am concerned about her, after all... she saved my life…” Yuna confessed.

Suddenly, Cyclone kissed Yuna’s cheek and chuckled, “Whether or not she becomes a wife is another matter entirely~”

“Really?! Ah~♡♡” Yuna responded with a mix of resignation and excitement to Cyclone's teasing.

Amidst the festive Great Dragon Ceremony, a couple engaged in intimate activities on someone else's roof.

However, as Cyclone revelled in the pleasures of battle, an undercurrent quietly approached.

Hilmirya, who had been forced by Cyclone, began to harbor negative emotions after that incident.

The innocent Hilmirya fell from her idealistic fantasies into the darkness of reality.

Haunted by Cyclone's sly laughter, Hilmirya struggled with painful memories.

Once a positive and cheerful image of a novice nun, she had become casual and resigned in the past month.

Not only Hilmirya herself, but even the other novice nuns were worried about Hilmirya's unusual behavior.

However, ashamed of losing her innocence due to her own ignorance, Hilmirya dared not talk to anyone, especially in the unfamiliar town of Kakarl.

The accumulating negative emotions led to the continuous expansion of the shadow in the heart.

As a result, Hilmirya lost herself, becoming weak and powerless in the face of evil forces.

The girl who was harmed at the Bolote household was the first confidante she had when she arrived here.

Despite being such an important friend, Hilmirya felt powerless.

Watching someone as pure as herself being subjected to the same disgusting humiliation, Hilmirya felt despair for this bright world.

Waking up from a nightmare, Hilmirya picked up a small knife from her bedside.

Holding the knife, she aimed it at her right wrist.

"I... I..."

Several scars appeared in the moonlight as she stepped towards the abyss of despair, with only Cyclone's devilish smirk remaining in Hilmirya's mind.

"No... At least... at least before I die..."

With vacant eyes, Hilmirya looked at the knife in her hand and made a decision.

"At least before I die... I must make him face the judgment of God..."

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