Regalia, who had stepped out of the kidnappers' car, called for her subordinates. A minute later, a vehicle arrived to escort her.

Once inside the vehicle, Regalia began drinking fresh orange juice from the fridge as though nothing had happened. The fresh, cool, and sweet juice slid down her throat.

"Looks like you came quite a long way today." "Oh, that? It’s no big deal. I was just lightly kidnapped."

"I see... kidnapped..."

Screech—! Kitty, who was driving the car, was startled and slammed on the brakes before turning to look at Regalia. Regalia, who had spilled the juice from the sudden stop, glared at Kitty as if asking what the hell she was doing.

"Are you alright!? Young lady!?" "I'm not alright. Why are you making such a fuss? I spilled it all, didn't I?" "No, that's not it... but... kidnapped? What do you mean by that?" "It’s nothing serious. Ares, towel."

"Yes, Your Highness."