“You had a fine retainer.”

For the first time, Kyle offered praise.

The unwavering loyalty Farell had shown toward Hilda had left a strong impression, even on him.

“…Are you envious?”

“To be making jokes in this situation… it seems you’ve finally come to your senses.”

Kyle let out a dry chuckle and lowered his sword.

There was no need to take the life of someone who had so little left to cling to.

“For the first and last time, I have a request,” Hilda murmured, her voice faint as she gently caressed Farell’s lifeless head. “Give this child a …