Epilogue
That night.
Sia, who had free time now that Byleth had gone into his bedroom, was sitting alone in the moonlit hall.
Of course, she wasn’t just sitting idly.
Sia was performing a certain task.
—Wipe, wipe, wipe, wipe.
She has been laying a towel on the table, placing the treasure on the towel, and wiping the dirt off the treasure for about ten minutes
In reality, these treasures weren’t dirty. At most, they had some fingerprints. They were obviously pristine, but there was a reason she insisted on cleaning them.… Read the rest