“If you plan to leave without me, I’ll scream at the top of my lungs right here and now.”

“…How exactly would that help?”

I asked earnestly.

If I were a man, it would’ve had a significant impact. In this world, which is extraordinarily conservative—especially in terms of gender relations—just the fact that a man and a woman were alone in a room could cause a scandal. If the woman screamed, that scream alone would serve as evidence.

However, we were both women.

“You used explosives to get into my room, didn’t you? If I claim you came here to assassinate me, wouldn’t everyone believe it?”

Charlotte spoke nonchalantly, saying something utterly terrifying. I stared at her for a moment before slowly opening my mouth.

“May I ask why you’re so determined to come along?”

“And may I ask why you’re so determined to stop me?”

Charlotte responded to my question with another question.

“Ah, and please don’t bother with the ‘it’s dangerous’ argument. I’ve already faced ‘danger’ when I was clawed by a griffon, so I believe I’ve seen enough of it for a lifetime.”@@novelbin@@

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