“Layra, if you wish, you can opt out of the suppression operation.”

Though it would cause significant difficulties…

No matter how pragmatic Kalstein was, he could never force someone who had stood by him for so long into a pit of death.

“Layra.”

Still, a bitter smile escaped Kalstein’s lips.

He rose from his seat, placing a steady hand on her shoulder as their eyes met.

For the sake of his other loyal subordinates, minimizing variables in this mission was a necessity.

“Y-Your Majesty…”

Her trembling gaze revealed her unease.

Kalstein smiled gently, his eyes never leaving hers.

“You’re someone …