"Lord Ymir..."

    Of course, Amy didn''t share the playful mood of Myne and Fenrir. She looked at Ymir, who was sincerely apologizing to her, with a complicated expression. She understood that Ymir wasn''t entirely responsible for the tragedy that befell her people back then. Even if he hadn''t intervened, that hume king would likely have slaughtered most of the elves, enslaving the survivors mostly young females and making them his playthings.

    Ymir, at the very least, had provided them with a swift and merciful death, and, took revenge on their behalf. Otherwise, given her pitiful strength, and weak personality, she definitely wouldn''t have been able to take revenge before that hume king died of old age.

    "Why did all of this have to happen to us? Until that day, our elf race was living peacefully. When I try to remember that day, my family... my father, my mother, the smiles on my friends'' faces..."@@@@

    "Are they still alive somewhere, or were they all buried that day? No, it wasn''t just my family, nor my friends."

    "Everyone in my race... What happened to them? And, what''s more... I always wondered if having me, the only survivor living right now, is a good thing or a bad thing. What can someone like me do by living?"

    "Sometimes I wondered if, at that time, if I had died too, wouldn''t it have been great to not have to think about all of this."

    With an expressionless face, Amy blatantly blurted out what had been on her mind for the past ten years while tears fell from her eyes like a waterfall. She let go of Myne''s arm and walked forward as she spoke.

    Silently, Ymir listened to every last word, looking at her with pity in his big eyes hidden under the helmet.

    Myne, Fenrir, and Waffle also silently listened to her words with sympathy, since they couldn''t understand her pain, neither of them tried to comfort her and let her vent her anger.

    "Right now, I''m grateful that Lord Ymir actually thought about it and purposely came here to apologize to someone like me, with no sense of existence at all. What''s more, I thank you for being sincere about apologizing to us elves."

    "However, I''m sorry to say this, but I... my heart... no matter what you say, I can''t forget about those things that have happened," Amy turned her head to the place where she once lived and continued...

    "Ten years have flown by, and looking at this very place once more, causes me to remember something.

    As expected, these swirling feelings that I have... I thought to myself, why did all of this have to happen? Maybe it was our destiny."

    The expressionless face displayed, and each time she uttered a word, it came out distorted, the tears showing no sign of stopping.

    "..Is it like this? So, back to the topic, what do you mean by that? Your Highness, Fenrir?" Despite being startled by Fenrir''s aura, the thought of reuniting with her family gave Amy the courage to use her telepathic skills. Her voice, clear and distinct, resonated in everyone''s minds.

    "Good! But before answering your question, I''d like to hear from Myne. Do you mind if I discuss your skills with the elf girl?" Fenrir looked at Myne, awaiting his response.

    Eh? How did this conversation even get here? And why the hell does going back into the past have anything to do with Amy knowing about my greatest secret? Myne was dumbfounded by Fenrir''s question. He couldn''t fathom why Amy needed to know about his skills in first place.

    "Why are you hesitating so much? You don''t have to worry about your secrets being exposed. If the girl agrees, I''ll ensure a soul contract is in place, leaving no room for her to exploit your skills." Fenrir rolled her eyes at Myne''s hesitation, responding calmly.

    I didn''t expect this brat to doubt my intelligence so much. It seems I need to teach him a lesson in private, she thought in her heart.

    "Well, since you''ve already made up your mind, then what''s the point of asking me? But I have a request. If you''re willing to fulfil it, I''ll be very happy, and you can do whatever you want," Myne came beside Fenrir, and whispered, his voice barely audible to others. He deliberately avoided telepathy, as currently everyone was connected and he didn''t want others to hear this small deal between them.

    "Speak," Fenrir narrowed her eyes, sensing something amiss in Myne''s request.

    "It''s not a big deal. Can you help me set a meeting with that lady I told you about before—the one who helps you look after your business?" Myne, who had already set his sights on Fenrir''s hume form, wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to Fenrir in that form so he could understand her more deeply.

    He intended to dig out her little secret, especially about her past, while she was in the role of a strange, as she normally pretended to be aloof and rarely told him about her past or any other interesting things.

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    Fenrir froze upon hearing his request. She stared at him for a moment, then, with a look of annoyance, grabbed his body with her giant paw and tossed him aside like a rag doll.

    "Well, where was I? Yes, elf girl, that idiot brat possesses some unique skills. We can proceed with the conversation only if you agree to sign a soul contract with me. But before you do, understand that breaking this contract''s conditions will result in a fate worse than spending a century with a demon in hell. Do you dare to sign it?"

    Fenrir then noticed Amy''s confusion and further explained the pros and cons of the soul contract, giving her time to consider her decision.

    However, much to Fenrir''s surprise, Amy, with a determined expression, readily agreed.

    "Yes, please. I gladly accept it without hesitation."