Black Sail

"Your identity, you must have heard about what I’ve done, and I had no choice but to do so. Do you still remember what I taught you? People only choose to believe what they want to believe. The truth is like the air atop a mountain, unbearable for the weak. What is more desperately needed than the truth, is a lie. They would rather believe that I am a despicable wretch who desecrates heroes than accept that the Pedan Royal Family are deceivers and usurpers."

General Fen substituted for Alanee in her arcane studies. However, due to her special status, with many people holding high hopes for her, her schedule was packed. She was expected to excel in both the literary and martial arts and to have some understanding of business and social knowledge. Fen also casually resolved her doubts.

"The Emperor... no, his status probably leaves him no time to worry about this matter. But you, you must pretend as if nothing has happened. Those who knew you got on the train are no longer in this world. You just need to tell your family you weren’t on this train, and that’s all; not a word more."

Fen was truly wary, for Alanee could not die. If the Astalia Family were to shake their feet, the Western Continent would tremble. It didn’t matter how these nobles died on the train. If word of an incident that even endangered the family’s reputation got out, Black Sail would be lucky to last half a month.

"This..."

Alanee hesitated.

"Do you want to be responsible for your teacher’s death?"

Fen’s tone was extremely serious. Even if infused with a performative nature, the act was deeply convincing.

"Of course not... I want to help you."

Alanee gave Liszt an answer he didn’t anticipate. Although Fen was just a fantasy from her naïve days, now devoid of such thoughts, she genuinely did not believe Fen capable of such actions. Even if he had, there must have been immense injustice involved.

This was known only to a very few, the reason why the Pedan Royal Family harbored such hatred for Fen.