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The sun was gentle and the breeze was light.

In the courtyard, the camphor trees were lush and verdant. A white figure flitted among the branches, occasionally squawking provocatively at Colin on the balcony. It was the long-tailed kite that had been scared away earlier.

Colin, of course, was too indolent to afford attention to the provocation of a bird. He was deep in consideration of the words just spoken by Queen Midela.

Despite having always regarded Queen Midela as someone untrustworthy, Colin believed she wouldn't deceive him about this matter.

After all, at this moment, their interests were aligned.

Moreover, Colin preferred to observe a person's actions rather than their words.

Queen Midela's choice to distance herself from Dragon City at this time probably indicated her pessimistic prediction of the North Territory's actions.