﻿\setgamedatatitle("Capital Luct=Lusario\nAfter Capture 3")

\text("Tiela")
Oh...
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\text("Risbell")
From now on, this will be your room. I've made sure you have
all the basic furniture and such... If there's anything
missing, please let me know.
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\text("Tiela")
I see...
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After waking up in Caym's room, Tiela tidied herself up...

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She had a meal at the labyrinth tavern, took a bath, and was
then brought here.

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To this room that doesn't look like a prison at all.
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\text("Tiela")
Um, this isn't a cell...?
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\text("Risbell")
You're not a prisoner... You're, um, well, Caym-sama's...
you know, that sort of thing.
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\text("Tiela")
Y-yes, that's true...
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\text("Tiela")
(That's right... Ah, even now, just remembering it, I can't
believe how shameless I was...)
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\text("Tiela")
(Wait... could it be that this person also wants to do those
kinds of things with me...?)
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\text("Risbell")
...Is something wrong?
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\text("Tiela")
N-no, it's nothing...
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\text("Risbell")
............
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―Honestly, this is awkward.
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I can't help but feel a little weird for being able to guess
what Tiela wants to say.
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But more than that, she's on the side that was conquered.
Risbell is on the side that conquered Lusario.
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\text
On top of that, her opponent is a former head of state. It's
hard not to be overly considerate.
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\text("Risbell")
...Changing the subject.
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\text("Tiela")
Yes...?
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\text("Risbell")
You don't need to worry about Lusario.

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\text("Tiela")
...What will happen to it?
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\text("Risbell")
We hold sovereignty now, but we'll allow self-governance.
And we have no intention of ruling with an iron fist.

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\text("Risbell")
If we did something like that, this whole war would have
been pointless.
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\text("Risbell")
I know it's hard to trust me...
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\text("Tiela")
No, it's not like that... I can trust your words.

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\text("Risbell")
Thank you. Also, as for you, I'll guarantee you a certain
degree of freedom.

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\text("Tiela")
Huh...?
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\text("Risbell")
You're free to return to Lusario whenever you like. If you
plan to stay out overnight, just let us know...

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\text("Tiela")
Is that really okay?
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\text("Risbell")
He said, 'She's my woman, so it's fine'... Seriously, just
because she's a little pretty, he gets all lovestruck...

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\text("Tiela")
I see...
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\text("Risbell")
Ahem... A-anyway, that's all! You must be tired today, so
please get some rest.

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\text("Tiela")
Yes, then...
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Risbell hurriedly walked away, her footsteps pattering.

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Left behind, Tiela watched her go and murmured softly.

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\text("Tiela")
The Demon Lord's army is nothing like I imagined...

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Both the way she was treated and the atmosphere among the
monsters were completely different―like night and day.
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There wasn't a trace of cruelty, inhumanity, or evil to be
found.
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\text("Tiela")
It's true that Lusario was conquered... and I went through
all that...
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As for the latter, according to Risbell, that was just
Caym's personal taste.
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\text
So then, why did the Demon Lord's army rise up and choose to
fight?
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When she asked, Risbell answered her firmly.

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\text("Risbell")
I... want to create a place for Diabolica and the monsters.

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\text("Risbell")
A place where they can live peaceful days, free from
discrimination and persecution.
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\text("Tiela")
We're both women, but she's so different from me...
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That was something she envied, and also the reason she could
say she trusted her.
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And now, Tiela had become the woman of the man who led the
Demon Lord's army.
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She sat on the edge of the bed and gazed up at the ceiling.
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\text("Tiela")
I wonder if it's really okay for me to stay like this...
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Now freed from her royal duties, she was just a woman.

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Tiela found herself thinking about it all over again.
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....................
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............
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......
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\text("Risbell")
First Beatrice-san, and now even Tiela-san... Geez...

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This was after she had shown Tiela to her room.
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With the pacification finally over, Risbell finally had a
moment to breathe and could finally get something to eat.
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\text("Risbell")
Now that things have calmed down, I realize there's nothing
but worries...
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\text
When it came to Tiela, she was hard to handle, and there was
also the matter of governing Lusario...
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\text
The political side of things is a headache, but honestly,
it's probably fine to just leave it all to Caym.

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\text
The real problem is Beatrice. Her very existence is the
biggest source of anxiety.

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\text("El")
Risbell-saaan!
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\text("Risbell")
Ah, right, I need to do something about her too...

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\text("El")
I finally found you! Where is Lady Tiela!?

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\text("Risbell")
Don't worry. Right now, she's resting in a bedroom we've
prepared for her...

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\text("El")
N-No way... Did something so awful happen to her that she's
mentally broken...?

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\text("Risbell")
It's okay. In fact, she seemed a bit more energetic than
when we rescued her.

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\text("El")
Phew... I'm so glad~
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\text("Margaretta")
Caym would never do something like that. For now, calm down
and have something to eat. I'll treat you. Order as much as
you like.
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\text
Margaretta, who came in after El, soothed El with her calm
demeanor and started taking orders.

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\text("Margaretta")
You seem down. Is something bothering you?
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\text("Risbell")
Yes... I guess it's more anxiety than a problem... Now that
things have calmed down, I can't help but worry...

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\text("El")
Um, I'll take everything from here to here, all extra large!
Is your worry about Caym-sama?

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\text("Risbell")
No, actually...
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At times like this, it's best to rely on other women.

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So, Risbell confided her worries to the two of them.

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\text("Margaretta")
Well, it really is a hard story to believe. Someone who died
over a hundred years ago coming back to life...

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\text("El")
But she's really beautiful, isn't she? It's hard to believe
she's Caym-sama's older sister.
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Starting with how to handle Tiela, the future of the Demon
Lord's army, their personal lives... and in the end, the
conversation always came back to this topic.
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\text("Risbell")
The records say the king had an older sister born to a
concubine. And that this is Beatrice-san.

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\text("El")
And when Hados fell, she died... but somehow the church
managed to recover just her horn...

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\text("Margaretta")
The Lasfa Church, right? And then it eventually ended up in
Rudol's hands...
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\text("Margaretta")
It looks like he's being cautious around Beatrice because of
all that.

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\text("Risbell")
...Even if he's concerned, it doesn't change the fact that
he's accepted her.

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Risbell couldn't just say, 'Oh, okay then,' like Caym did.

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Caym had noticed her feelings and even talked with her about
it once... but that didn't make Risbell's doubts disappear.

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\text("Risbell")
(But just because I can't accept it doesn't mean I can kick
her out...)
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\text("Risbell")
(If it came to that, would Caym-sama choose my words or
Beatrice-san...?)

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She tried to imagine it, but...
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\text("Caym")
Huh? Kick my sister out? There's no way I'd ever allow that.

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\text("Risbell")
Sigh...
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Risbell felt sad, even though she was the one who thought of
it.
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\text("Margaretta")
Hmm... So it's like, 'My dear Caym-sama is being stolen
away!' is that it?
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\text("El")
Risbell-san, is that the kind of person you're into...?
That's pretty unusual.
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\text("Risbell")
N-no, that's not it!! I don't think that at all! I'm not
lonely or anything!

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\text("El")
So you are lonely?
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\text("Risbell")
Ugh... Margaretta-san!
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\text("Margaretta")
Heheh... Oh my, is something wrong?
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Margaretta stifled her laughter at the sight of Risbell
turning bright red.
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\text("Risbell")
Uuuu...! A-anyway, that's beside the point, there's
something that's been bothering me.

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\text("Margaretta")
Why and how she was resurrected... right?
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\text("Risbell")
Yes. At the museum, Caym-sama got his sister's horn... and
right after that, she appeared.

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\text("Margaretta")
So that means Beatrice, who was supposed to be dead, was
somehow resurrected from that horn.
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\text("El")
Whoa... So as long as they have their horn, Diabolica can't
die?
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\text("Risbell")
Even for a Diabolica, that's a bit too far-fetched.

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\text("El")
Then maybe she can use some amazing magic?
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\text("Margaretta")
I've seen and heard a lot on the battlefield, but I've never
seen magic or miracles like that.
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\text("Risbell")
I thought maybe the special place called the Great Cavern
and the horn's magic power resonated somehow...

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\text("Risbell")
But even that explanation is vague... It just doesn't feel
like a solid answer.
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\text("El")
Then why not just ask her directly?

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\text("Risbell")
Ask Beatrice-san directly...?
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Would she really answer, though?
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Risbell was deep in thought, frowning in concentration.

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\text("Beatrice")
Oh my~?
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\text("Risbell")
Ah...
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And then, even Beatrice showed up at the tavern. With a wine
glass in hand, staggering drunkenly.
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\text("Beatrice")
What's this, a girls' night? Mind if I join? I'm getting
bored drinking alone in my room~

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Beatrice's eyes sparkled as she leaned on Risbell.

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\text("Risbell")
No, it's not really a girls' night... I mean, the alcohol...

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\text("Beatrice")
How awful... Leaving me out like this...
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\text("Beatrice")
Ah, or is this some kind of play? Oh my... I'm getting all
tingly...♪

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\text("Risbell")
You reek of alcohol! Just how much have you had to drink,
seriously!
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\text("Beatrice")
Oh no, Riz is mad at me~
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Beatrice kept changing her expression as she clung to
Risbell.
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\text
She was just like her younger brother Caym, never listening
to what anyone said.
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\text("Margaretta")
We were just talking about you, actually.
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\text("Beatrice")
About me? Ah, maybe about whether I'm the real deal, or how
I'm still alive? Nfufu~♪

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\text("Margaretta")
Yes, something like that. Perfect timing. Would you mind
telling us yourself?

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\text("Beatrice")
Sure. Ask me anything. Oh, could I get some water?

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\text
Beatrice settled down next to Risbell and downed the water
the master gave her in one go.

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\text
After waiting for that, Risbell spoke up.
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\text("Risbell")
Then... According to the records, you were executed when
Hados fell.
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\text("Risbell")
And yet, here you are alive. Are you really Lord Caym's
older sister?

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\text("Beatrice")
Yes. I'm really the real Beatrice. I can't prove it, though.

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\text("El")
But you were executed, weren't you?
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\text("Beatrice")
Pretty much... I was raped, killed... and then, somehow, I
came back to life.

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Beatrice said it all with a completely calm expression.
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She was so nonchalant about it that Risbell and the others
were left at a loss.
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\text("Margaretta")
...Even if you say you came back to life. How exactly did
that happen?
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\text("Beatrice")
Maybe my love for Caym?
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\text("Risbell")
...Please, don't joke around.
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\text("Beatrice")
It's true. I'm just like you all... I love Caym. That's why
I incarnated and came back here.

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\text("El")
Wait a second! I don't love that guy even a little bit!


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\text("Beatrice")
Oh my, are you sure that's not just for now?
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\text("El")
Nooooo way! There's no way El would ever fall for a lying
pervert Demon Lord like him!

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\text("Beatrice")
Hehe. But I love him. I really, really love Caym. I want you
to believe that much at least.

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\text("Risbell")
............
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\text("Margaretta")
............
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\text("Beatrice")
Well then. My buzz is gone, so I'm heading back to my room.
See you all tomorrow.

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\text
Beatrice, having said her piece and feeling refreshed,
walked lightly back to her room.
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\text
Once her figure disappeared from view, Risbell turned a
suspicious gaze toward the tavern entrance―

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\text("Risbell")
Still, it's hard to believe just like that.
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she declared.
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\text("Margaretta")
Specifically?
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\text("Risbell")
The circumstances of her resurrection... especially that.
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\text("El")
She said something about incarnating... right?
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\text("Risbell")
Yes. Including that, I think we should look into it.

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\text("El")
But when she said she loves Caym-sama, that part wasn't a
lie.
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\text("Margaretta")
Is that your famous animal instinct talking?
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\text("El")
...At least call it a maiden's intuition.
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\text("Risbell")
..................
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\text("Margaretta")
Well, if she shares those feelings, then as comrades
fighting for Caym, we can get along. Right, Risbell?

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\text
Risbell thought for a moment, then gave a modest nod in
return.
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\text("Risbell")
...Yes. At least that much, I can trust.

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Though really, that's the only thing she could trust.
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\text("Margaretta")
You really are a hopeless one, aren't you?
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\text("El")
That's true.
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The two of them gave a wry smile at Risbell.

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\dlg("Tiela has joined your party.")