"Forgetting doesn't matter. We've all died once already. Everything that happened back then is in the past."
Rosalia shook her head slightly, her expression complicated.
"I've lost most of my memories and emotions, but you tried to kill my lord and destroy the last precious hope I have left. That is something I can never forgive. Even if you used to be my friend, you still have to die."
"They used to be friends?" Ashina scratched her head. "I never would have guessed."
"I didn't expect it either. But from what they said, Rosalia's father may have died because of…" Phield clicked his tongue inwardly. "The scandals among nobles could probably fill seventy two episodes of some ridiculously melodramatic TV series."
"Heh. Your father deserved to die, and so does your lord."
Frenita sneered coldly, looking as though she had already accepted her fate.
"My greatest regret is that I didn't kill you all sooner."
"Lady Frenita, hold on. I'm coming."
