To Be a Power in the Shadows!

Thick clouds blocked the sun and snow fell from the dim sky.

"I just did it for me. It's better than following a little girl like this."

"I see. As long as I'm at work, that's fine"

"The Dawn, when the Doems triumph, will be rewarded with promises."

"I know."

Clara was flabbergasted to hear Gynn and Maximilian converse.

If I had a sister, this wouldn't have happened. That's what she thought.

If Rose, not Clara, were in her current position, everyone would have come together more.

It would have been a trusted and dependable being.

But Clara couldn't be like her sister.

Guin betrayed him because Clara couldn't rely on him.

The bat was slashed because Clara couldn't rely on it.

And now we're all in a state of distress.

"I wish you had a sister, not me..."

I was wrong from the start.

My little girl with just a family shouldn't have stood on top, and I should have suspected Gynn more.

The story of having an insider had reached her ears as well.

But I never thought that the Gynn I'd served for a long time was an insider.

Now I thought there was as much suspicion as there was, but I didn't believe it was supposed to be.

Everyone helped me, Shadow helped me, and still failed.

Clara wept because she was sorry for everyone who believed in such an unreliable little girl and the bat that was slashed because of her.

"Come on, it's an owl! Come out now! What can happen to this woman!?

Maximilian voices echo in the snowy courtyard.

Gradually gaining that momentum, the snow is swept up by strong winds to block sight.

"If this woman dies, who are the Kings going to take charge of? There will be no one left to convince."

Yes, as Maximilian put it, it's Clara's blood muscles that matter. Clara was responsible because she had good blood muscles, that's all she talked about.

But some people did follow her with faith like that.

Clara wiped her tears and stared at the bat that had fallen to the cold ground. Snow builds up over the spilled blood and stains red.

His back is moving a little.

He's still alive.

We may still be able to make it.

So she still has to fight.

"I'll only wait ten seconds. Ten... nine... eight... seven... six..."

Clara thought about what she could do.

There has to be something, there's still something she can do...

"5... 4... 3..."

Clara looked around and finally realized.

Behind the Maximilians are the prisoners of the Doems at some point. Among them was a man who advised her of the existence of an insider.

He was watching Clara. I've been waiting for Clara's instructions.

Clara nodded.

Those of you who believe in Clara were still there.

"2... 1..."

And - Maximilian's count stopped.

"... what are you going to do, Zach"

Maximilian's throat had a knife poked at Zach, a Doemist prisoner.

"I'm the son of a gardener who's down there..."

Zach's voice was filled with anger.

"I see, were you still the insider... Survival of a special unit to protect the royal family? I thought I got rid of them all."

I'm still an apprentice.

"Miscellaneous fish... I should have just disposed of it"

"From you, it must be a miscellaneous fish. But even the miscellaneous fish, I risked my life to get here. Come on, Clara, we need you to let go."

Zach's knife was on Maximilian's throat, and Gynn's sword was on Clara's throat, each with a royal hand.

"Well, what do we do..."

Maximilian exhaled loudly and murmured.