In the hidden chamber at the bottom of the Royal Palace, Kordi saw the thing he feared most in this world.
That which should never have been born, should never have appeared.
The one who should have died early in the dungeon but was forcibly protected by Silver Wings Duke and sent to the monastery.
The evil spirit that should have silently died in the monastery.
"...What!?"
Under Kordi's terrified gaze, Terence transformed into the familiar face that had made him uneasy for more than half a month.
"Hi, my dear brother~"
Herbert looked at his panicked expression, unable to hold back a laugh, shook his head: "We really haven't seen each other for a long time."
Compared to seeing Philia, whose allegiance was unknown, the emotions that surged in his heart upon seeing Kordi's face were quite affectionate and... excited.
Heh heh.
"You!?"
