"Sorry." Facing the girl whose Level was far above her own, Medea showed a rare expression of apprehension and asked carefully, "Do I know you?"
"You don't know me, but 'you' know me," the Banshee Queen smiled seductively, "In my world, 'we' the 'Bloody Rose' and 'Dark Night Rose' are known as the 'Sinful Twin Flowers' of the South Continent, you know?"
"Bloody Rose? You mean the future me?" Medea asked uncertainly.
"I should say, the parallel world you," the Banshee Queen corrected her, "In this world, I can't make any judgment about how much you will achieve."
Her gaze swept over the people present again and settled on Eleanor:
"I didn't expect you to be here, naive Sofie."
Eleanor: ???
"Ah, right," the Banshee Queen suddenly clapped her hands, "You don't know about that yet, do you? So I should call you Eleanor? Forget it, forget it, it was my mistake; just pretend I didn't say anything."
She turned around swiftly and, before Peggy could react, pinched her lovely cheek:
