—Yes. I can say that because I am the one who gave you, the dying, continued life.
"This is not life. This is not death. We are just miserable souls who have been forcibly torn from the cycle."
—But that's why you're feeling happy now... your daughter, I mean.
"...."
Seid kept his mouth shut and quietly glared at the eyes peering into him.
He knew Camilla.
It felt creepy.
But one thing—Seid never mentioned Camilla's name even once. It would be hard to pinpoint.
—Siana, I'll give you one more chance.
"Ah…!"
Seid closed his eyes as Siana let out a voice trembling with joy.
—Since I can't move right now anyway, it'd be better for you to use it rather than just moving your tongue.
"Oh, thank you… Thank you. Thank you…."
At Siana's muttered words of relief, Seid felt miserable.
'Are we still going to be slaves even after we die?'
'Am I just going to suffer like this forever?'
—Leave the Sade here.
"…Yes?"
Siana looked up at Seid in confusion.
