The Empress, surrounded by her maids, returned to the palace.
Various troops boarded the ships sequentially, and the plaza gradually became sparse.
Sif carefully approached Roland, holding the reins. Before Roland could speak, she lifted the masked armor and smiled radiantly.
Roland intended to say something but forgot when he saw her smiling face.
"You were right. This operation is not only a military action but also involves various factors. Having you by my side makes things easier."
"Oh, you're not blaming me?" Sif asked softly.
"You're the Monarch; I'm the subordinate. What right do I have to blame you?" Roland replied calmly.
Sif lowered her head slightly and said gently, "I'm sorry. I only realized I should come with you after leaving the palace. There's nothing major happening at the Governor's Mansion for now, and even if there is, the Magic Mirror and they can handle it."
"I have a feeling going to Val Lake won't be easy, and I want to help you."
