- That night.
"Mother, are you coming in?
Adolph had come to Aida's bedroom. Aida seemed to be looking up at the starry sky and was out on the veranda.
"Oh, what's up? Is there a problem?
Aida grinned back at that beautiful face.
"I need to ask you something"
"What do you want to hear?
"You're involved in this, Mother..."
Aida laughed deeper.
"What are you talking about?
"Gowen's been sending you letters, hasn't he? He wants to wage war with the Gardia Empire..."
"You made sure you were after Luche."
"I don't know, he took care of his wife and daughter. I'm not gonna do anything, but I'm gonna blow it up."
"I guess. You just pushed your back. Gowen's..."
"So? What are you trying to say? Luche will be safe after all, won't he?
"... yeah. I've forgiven him for Gowen, for Larum."
"You did."
Aida put her finger on her chin so she could come up with something.
"More than that, why would you do that!?
"Why not what? I just wrote to say hello to my granddaughters. I also wrote that Luche was sweet."
I guess that triggered it again, too.
"Mother -"
"Adolph."
A battle ran on Adolf's back. I hadn't felt it in a long time, fear of death. There was a ghost princess who had stood on the battlefield since childhood, herself in the vanguard, raining blood on the battlefield and piling up piles of corpses.
"It has nothing to do with Listil being old or anything... You know that very well. Look back at yourself. Besides, why don't we keep Luche alive?
"You don't know. I can't do it."
Adolf never doubted the love from his mother. A lot's happened, but, well, a lot's happened.
It was just unclear if you were acknowledging me as a listile winner.
"I'm not losing it. You're a little too humble. Nobody would have said my successor was anything but you. Mostly, it wasn't Gowen who made a lot of noise on his own."
"Wrong, if Luche was really dead..."
"Adolph, if this is how you die, you'd be happier dead. You know perfectly well..."
"But!!
"Don't look like that. That kid survived properly. There's nothing wrong with that. I was worried it would be too sweet, but if I got here already, I might as well pierce it."
"I knew your mother had planted it!? This kind of way is the opposite. Luche is not like your mother."
"It is. She's just like me, she's totally different."
Aida knew that all along. I noticed a long time ago who I looked like. I guess Luche will be something he couldn't be. Aida stands in a crumbling place on the human side of the boundary between the creature and man. But Luche can go to the monster side. Just like him. Otherwise, there's no way you can keep forgiving someone you've been after your life. It's not the same as sweetness. Even on my life and my balance, I choose better results.
"You look just like him."
They were thinking the same person.
If true, someone who was told he was more worthy of succeeding the Duke of Listil family than Aida.
True 'Son of God', Ada's real brother Vincent.
"I am not in favour of Luche succeeding the Duke of Listil"
"Oh? Is that what you want around you? You got a problem with your abilities?
His Majesty the King, the First Prince, the knights, acknowledge and desire it.
"He will be a duke of war in history, in a different way than his mother."
It brought together the wisdom and power that Listil deserved.
"Soon, you'll be like your uncle. But at one point, I suddenly go crazy, and it breaks. The fame she's built up afflicts her."
If you just swing it back to me for the body you've piled up, it'll break. You get caught up in the grudges of the things you took away. That's how my uncle disappeared.
"You are sweet to Luche. I don't think she's that smart."
Just that the conversation was over, Aida left the room.
Aida kept walking without stopping in the long hallway.
Aida, too, always thought Luche looked like Vincent. Both Adele and Klaus noticed. So I've been watching you.
For Aida, this one was close to betting in a way. I didn't even know if Gowen would move. If it works, I wanted to see how Rouchet reacted. I always thought there was something sweet about it. Even when Marquis Reinhardt targets me, I forgive Quinny. Are you just a sweet, dreamy fool, or is there some other intention? I was just wondering if this time I wouldn't stop punishing you, what a stop. That's pretty rambling, too. "Don't you think it's nice to have a subordinate who knows about the Gardia Empire? ', when my men told me,' Oh, I thought this kid must be helping with a purpose.
Even when I asked earlier, it was because it was a waste, because it was usable. A little relieved. If you're just sweet and stupid, I was going to kill you.
It's better for him and the people around him.
"She sees the world more than you think."
It's not like that guy.
So, it's okay.