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In the gloomy cell, Sinola stood in the depths, her pupils reflecting the faint light on the dome above, and the sight of the green-eyed, black-haired girl bathed in glow.

"..."

The look in Sinola's eyes was no longer the previous alertness and deep thought, and before closing, only calmness and softness remained.

Her feet slightly spread apart, hands lightly crossed in front of her abdomen, composed in her posture, her knees slightly bent, her eyelashes modestly drooping, her expression calm and friendly, neither overly enthusiastic nor aloof.

During the entire process of the bow, the lady's movements were smooth and controlled, showing her manners and confidence without exception.

Subsequently, she gracefully returned to her original posture.

"I will follow you, New King."

Sinola murmured softly, as if speaking to herself, and also making a promise to Antanas and the Great Love Poet.