“Wh-what are you talking about?”

    After a prolonged silence, the Moon God spoke, and the heroines, who had been staring blankly, focused their gazes on her.

    “You don’t know Roswyn? Serena, there’s no way you wouldn’t know!”

    “”...””

    Lunar, bewildered, asked, looking at the heroines’ still puzzled expressions with frustration.

    “Everyone... Really, why are you all acting like this? I’m talking about Roswyn, the princess of the Sunset Duchy.”

    “Well, you can’t expect us to know a name we’ve never heard before...”

    “Roswyn Solar Sunset, you’ve really never heard of this name? That’s impossible...”

    “If even a goddess doesn’t know, why are you asking us?”

    “Never mind that, where is Frey?”

    Frustrated voices responded, and they began asking about Frey’s whereabouts.

    “It’s past the new year now...”

    “Is something wrong... at least let us know if he’s alive...”

    “You didn’t come all this way just to ask about some strange name, right? You must have news about Frey?”

    Lunar, overwhelmed by their desperate voices, bit her lip.

    “That’s...”

    The focus of their hollow-eyed, pale faces was all on Lunar. She couldn’t predict what would happen if she said the wrong thing.

    “...Please wait a moment.”

    Unable to tell the truth, Lunar turned her gaze slightly away and began to mutter.

    “I... I’ve found a lead... maybe it could be a breakthrough...?”

    She had crafted an answer to buy herself some time.

    “”...””

    But the heroines, sharp as they were, picked up on the underlying message.

    “Uh... well...”

    One by one, they began to walk back into the cabin, heads hanging low.

    “Please... if you have a lead, don’t let it go.”

    The heroines, unable to speak, left Lunar standing there, and Serena, who had stayed behind, spoke with a sad expression.

    “Frey... needs to hold the baby’s hand.”

    With those words, Serena awkwardly headed back into the cabin.

    “...”

    Lunar stood alone at the doorstep for a long time, then she tightened her robe and began to walk hurriedly.

    “I need to... confirm this...”

    She muttered as she quickened her pace.

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    “This makes no sense...”

    A few days later.

    “What is this... what on earth...”

    With eyes haunted like she had seen a ghost, Lunar, back in the middle of the information guild, muttered in a trembling voice.

    “There’s no trace of Roswyn... anywhere in the world?”

    Feeling something was off, Lunar had spent the past few days searching for Roswyn’s whereabouts.

    The chilling truth she discovered was that no one in the world remembered Roswyn.

    It was as if she had never existed.

    Any clues that could infer her existence were meticulously erased.

    “Roswyn? Who are you talking about?”

    “You must be mistaken, miss. The Sunset family ended with the last head of the family.”

    “...What?”

    “So, we all had to find new jobs. It’s a shame.”

    Thinking she could find some clues from the former employees of the Sunset family, she was met with baffling and absurd answers.

    “How is that possible? There was no war or accident, yet the family line ended abruptly?”

    “Who knows? There are many conspiracy theories. But I’m just a former servant; it’s not something I should talk about in broad daylight. Now, I have to go.”

    Unable to get more details from the servants, Lunar headed to the academy next.

    She assumed there had to be records since Roswyn attended classes there for a year.

    “No records...?”

    But even after sneaking into the academy, which was in the process of reconstruction, she found no traces of Roswyn.

    But the location was such that she couldn’t help but murmur wistfully.

    “I used to hate her so much when she was nearby...”

    When she was nearby, Lunar couldn’t stand her, but now that she had vanished entirely, she felt a strange sense of longing.

    She remembered how the young girl would cling to her and rely on her, perhaps without even realizing it.

    Given her family environment, it was natural that Roswyn would rely on her most loyal servant.

    Memories of Roswyn bustling around the room, poking her nose into every corner of the guild as its head, and frequently collapsing with blood filled Lunar’s mind nonstop.

    “This is driving me crazy...”

    Lunar began to clutch her head, a look of anguish crossing her face.

    “Why did she have to disappear without a trace now...”

    Why did she have to vanish just when it was revealed that the zeroth cycle had existed?

    Now that Lunar could stroke her hair and give her a genuine compliment, why did she have to disappear?

    - Swish...

    After sitting with a gloomy expression for a long time, Lunar finally stood up quietly.

    “...I have to move.”

    Staying here wouldn’t solve anything.

    She needed to move and find a clue as soon as possible...

    Updating Subject Location Information

    “...Huh?”

    As she was about to leave, Lunar stopped abruptly, her heart racing.

    “Really?”

    The system had finally updated Roswyn’s location in real-time, which Lunar had been monitoring just in case.

    “Coordinates. What’s her coordinates...!”

    Transmitting Last Known Location Information

    Without thinking, Lunar requested the coordinates and stared at the numbers that appeared before her, wrapping her body in a faint glow.

    “What should I say when I meet her...? I probably should start with a compliment...?”

    She muttered expectantly and excitedly.

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    “...Huh?”

    Arriving at Roswyn’s last known location, Lunar blinked in surprise.

    “Th-this is...”

    In front of her lay a very familiar landscape.

    “This is... Sister’s room...”

    It was the Sun God’s room, now separated from the world and inaccessible to anyone.

    Stepping into the room, which should have been able to control everything in the world, Lunar looked around with a dazed expression.

    “Hello...?”

    She called out for Roswyn, her voice echoing softly.

    “Roswyn...?”

    But there was no response.

    “...?”

    Only a faint floral scent greeted her.

    “Something’s strange...”

    Lunar folded her arms, deep in thought, her eyes glowing with moonlight.

    “I need to find out what happened here.”

    - Ziiing...

    A large screen appeared before her.

    “Play the video recording of this space.”

    Please specify the range.

    “From when Demon God Eclipse touched it to when the computer here was turned back on... until now.”

    Executing...

    As the screen flickered, a familiar girl appeared, and the guide text began to scroll.

    Starting playback of automatically saved records...

    - What is this place...?

    Naturally, the person on the screen was /genesisforsaken