Although she didn't know how Yuto had compiled such a thick book, Furina, upon hearing these praises, would lift her small head, as if sharing in the honor.
And the legal provisions Yuto used today... were added after the sixth and seventh revisions.
But... that time point is still a full three hundred years away from now...
"So... Yuto knew all this long ago, and started preparing back then?"
The moment Furina had this thought, the thick book instantly disappeared from the stage, replaced by a back view of Yuto standing by the office window, looking outside.
"The Prophecy, huh... so it began circulating from that time..."
"Fate cannot be changed, and I am not a defined 'variable,' so I can only..."
Yuto's incredibly calm voice entered Furina's ears. His words once again confirmed the girl's earlier conjecture.
She suddenly felt her heart tremble, as if something had been touched.
So... the possibility she had considered in Beryl Region... was real.
He knew all along, he knew everything, but he remained silent from beginning to end, silently enduring it all with her.
For Furina, she certainly knew how difficult it was to keep such a secret, and he... was actually able to comfort her while restraining the urge to tell her everything...
"How did he do it?"
Furina couldn't help but ask herself.
But the reason behind this was not important to her now; on the contrary, what was important was...
She wanted to know what Yuto's reaction would be after all this ended.
Watching the scenes unfold like one play after another, Furina's heart was being touched little by little.
She thought she was very lonely, quietly dancing on a stage where no one paid attention, guarding those secrets alone.
But now, she no longer felt that way.
Because in another theater separated by a wall, there was another person guarding all the secrets for her.
"I was never... alone..."
...
While Furina was watching the scenes constructed by Yuto and herself, Focalors also told Neuvillette everything.
A hint of shock appeared in Neuvillette's gray vertical pupils. It took him a while to compose himself before he asked:
"So... even Furina herself doesn't know the truth? And you've never told her your complete plan?"
"That's right. If you want to deceive the heavenly principles, you have to 'deceive yourself.'"
Focalors nodded slightly, then looked up at the massive water element-blue sword hanging above her head, and said softly:
"She is truly remarkable. For these five hundred years, if her will had slackened even once, Fontaine would have been left with only the worst outcome."
At this point, Focalors paused slightly, then shifted her gaze to Yuto.
"Of course, I also have to thank Mr. Immortal Spirit, who knew everything from the beginning, for staying by her side."
"Without you... she might have been able to fulfill this inhuman duty, but she would certainly not be carrying a glimmer of hope as she is today."
Yuto, however, shook his head gently and remained silent for a while before speaking:
"I am merely an ordinary pastry chef, an ordinary Palais Mermonia clerk. I have no special abilities."
"She was able to persevere for so many years... entirely due to her own firm will, and I merely played a supporting role."
Hearing this, Focalors shrugged lightly, not getting entangled with Yuto, but instead fixed her gaze on Neuvillette, who was still deep in thought, seemingly awaiting his question.
After a moment of thought, Neuvillette continued to ask:
"But the key is not here. The question is... how exactly will you save the people of Fontaine from The Prophecy?"
"The sin descended by Sky Island cannot be simply washed away like stains in a downpour. What are your thoughts on this?"
As if she had heard the question she had been waiting for, Focalors nodded slightly, then continued:
"Hmm~ that's right~ that analogy is very apt, but... I have already made preparations."
With that, Focalors gently waved her hand, handing Neuvillette an envelope he was all too familiar with, then said:
"Since The Prophecy has anchored that this Judgment against Furina will definitely happen, and I need to deceive the heavenly principles, then... this is the only way."
As Focalors's voice faded, Neuvillette opened the envelope in his hand.
The single line of text on the luxurious stationery made his gray eyes suddenly narrow, a look of shock on his face.
"Death... penalty...?"
"Hmm~ that's right~"
Focalors said, pointing to the water element-blue greatsword suspended above her head, then continued:
"Using the immense energy accumulated by the Oratrice Mecanique D'analyse Cardinale over these five hundred years to sever the 'Water God's' destiny and completely destroy the 'Water God's' divine throne."
"Then... I will completely return everything that should belong to you."
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