At that time, her father didn't proceed with his explanation, but Flandre had already realized something.
"Does Sibel have her own mission too?"
Currently, the entire continent already had the preconditions to spark a war between various factions.
Countless undercurrents surged beneath the surface, with each force laying its own clandestine plans and seeking breakthroughs.
Her good friend was likely part of some top-secret federal plan that couldn't be disclosed.
If it weren't for such a reason, there was no way to explain why someone with no blood relation had been living in Lion Heart Castle for so many years.
In the end, no matter how grand Lion Heart Castle was, it was merely a larger cage.
Her father was the warden of this cage, overseeing Sibel, who was involved in some secretive matters.
For her father to personally oversee it already spoke volumes.
As she pondered, the witch delved deeper into contemplation.
