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Your words would sting her.

Grimmacht, my harsh Kaiserin, it is so unsettling to see such sentimentality on your face.

Lieselotte truly loves Leithanien and its people. As such, she is destined to stand in my way.

Good. Now there's the dark, brooding look I know and love.

Did you want to convince me that you'll be able to see it through when the time comes?

Many scholars believe that those born from Arts, like us, are born without a soul.

Tsk.

They say the same of you. They believe that we are of the same kind.

Oh? For our lack of souls, or for our cruelty?

Help me one more time, Fremont.

We must find the Witch King's legacy.

(Indistinct voice)

Someone... calling to me?

Was it... you?

Where's the one who saved my life?

Dead.

I'm sorry... Once again, I've let the courage of another go to waste.

...Nngh!

Water?

You poured water on my face?

Drink.

You're mistaken if you think I'll simply cooper—

Ugh!

If you won't drink, I'll have to take other measures.

*cough* *cough* Is this... medicine? Or some novel form of torture, Herr Executioner?

Dying is easy, especially for a frail, Infected noble.

But you have only one chance to do it.

Before you die, think carefully about how you really want to make your curtain call.