At that moment, everyone’s eyes turned in the same direction.
“Ai…”
Prinz murmured his younger sister’s name with a sigh. Raywin silently patted him on the shoulder.
Realizing that they had drawn the attention of those around them, Prinz forced away his uneasy look and put on a bright smile.
He was originally someone who was more accustomed to comforting others than being comforted himself.
“My younger sister is smart and strong, so I’m sure she’s devised a good plan. She’ll save Sir Tesilid and escape safely together with him.”
As if waiting for their cue, Raywin and Ashe chimed in.
“Yes, Prinz. You’re right.”
“I think so too, Linz hyung.”
Hestio added in a blunt tone:
“Exactly. Ailet isn’t some fool who can’t handle herself, and she wouldn’t have gone after the Demon Lord recklessly.”
“Hey, Hestio…”
“Braided hair, that way of speaking, right up my alley…”
Brightening the atmosphere was all well and good, but they could not afford to let themselves relax completely.
Adopting a serious expression, Prinz called attention to that fact:
“We should put aside our worries about those…
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