"...General Eve, are you going in?" Gallian asks me as I look at him, recognizing him. He's that soldier who lost his index finger to Evelyn-sama while she was commanding troops in that small, remote village.
"I see you never regenerated that finger," I say, looking at his finger.
"...It's way too expensive, and besides, a single finger isn't missed. It's a gift from our current queen, so there's no point in regenerating it, right?" He says, opening his hand and showing the missing finger.
"Do you still think she's weak? Or do you now believe more concretely in Evelyn-sama's power?" I ask him while looking at the bloody battlefield. The battles of the war have begun. We are currently on the plain in front of the angel kingdom where our armies clash.
"Hahaha, of course not. I've seen her finish off a city in seconds myself. She's not weak. If she were, she wouldn't be our queen," he says, keeping that same irritating tone.
