Saintess Lunaria's Disciples

"No… Tanya is not with me at the moment."

"That's good~"

The Frostcloud Sword Empress replied, causing Davis to blink before he finally took a look around.

There were three men and four women whom he didn't recognize. The words Saintess Lunaria said, which echoed in the back of his mind, unprocessed, had now been deciphered, making him understand these people were all her disciples.

If he remembered correctly, Myria and Ellia were the eleventh and twelfth disciples, respectively. Since nine others were here except the disciple who got killed in the First Haven World, he imagined every one of Saintess Lunaria's disciples was present.

He turned to look back at Saintess Lunaria, standing up.

"I don't need your help."

He had been wondering why she had blocked him and understood that she wanted to help, but he didn't want to be indebted to her.

"Then why did you follow me like a lost puppy?" Saintess Lunaria asked in an amused tone.