In the dark alley, Bologue leaned against the wall, arms crossed, completely hidden in the shadows, opposite him, Olivia crouched by the trash can, looking as forlorn as a homeless child.
She picked up the delicate short dagger and gently scraped it against the ground, "The general course went as you guessed. My naivety led to mistakes. I tried to make amends, but I still let the Regent King escape."
"The process wasn't pleasant, was it?" Bologue looked at the despondent Olivia, "You treated them as family with whom you could share eternity, but they only saw you as an obstacle to their desires."
Olivia sighed helplessly, with a forced smile, talking about a story that brought no happiness.
"Since the destruction of the Eternal Night Empire, I've had no place to go. During the day, I hide in the shadows, and at night I wander the wilderness. Such aimless days stretched on for a long time..."
