From how pained his voice had sounded as the young lord continued lying on the ground, it was almost as though he was thinking about some unspeakable grief.

“…You… hate women?” inquired Gerald as he couldn’t help but stare coldly at the young lord.

“You probably wouldn’t believe me even if I explained it to you… After all, from the moment I was born, I’ve always only been known as the high and mighty young lord of the Holy Witchcraft… While everyone tends to get jealous of me, I can safely s