"I think you should go and talk about it with the headmaster."
Ehmi grabbed and tugged on Zoemi's sleeve and declared with a serious expression.
"Lord Vereq? He is an influential man but I doubt that even he could just get the other nobles to change their stance on this matter."
"Is that so...? Such a shame that this place doesn't have anyone better than him..."
"...!"
Horeo shook his head in denial and Ehmi frowned and kicked her legs up with an annoyed expression – but not Zoemi – after all, he knew that the headmaster that the two were talking about wasn't the actual person pulling the strings... he was just a puppet – a corpse puppet to be exact.
|I should have gone to see Aspy since the beginning!|
"Oh? Zoemi?"
The black-haired attendant stood up with a determined expression, making the platinum-haired girl tilt her head and look up at him curiously.
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