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Lise gave me a look as if asking for my opinion. "Brother?"

I shook my head, hoping that my intentions had come through.

With a nod, Lise turned back to the group, "I guess we should drop it for now. We don't have the time to linger on speculation."

"I agree with Miss Lise," Mathilde seconded. "Let's move on to the more pressing members of the Dreizehn."

I gave off a sigh of relief. My head was starting to hurt with the potentially endless hypotheses that were swarming my mind about the blue-haired bvtch. I couldn't less about how or why she defected, but if she wasn't going to cause any problems, then all the more for us to ignore her for now.

Giving me and the others a nod, Mathilde continued with her exposition. "The Eleventh is someone that we are all familiar with: the Herr Stein, Renatus."

Oh, fvck me...