With the Trial moving into its third week of deliberation, Barthomeloi Lorelei could no longer continue to press the matter as, compared to the first two weeks of proceedings, the chamber was decidedly empty. Within the stands, only seven people were present, five consisting of old men with sharps gazes while the other two were beautiful females that wouldn’t lose …

While waiting for Siegfried to awaken, Vahn eventually found himself listening in on Catherin’s attempts to help Medusa learn to speak, read, and write. She wasn’t the only one attending class, however, as Mordred had a bored expression on her face as she squirmed around atop the cushions they used at seats. When Vahn showed up, she had sat still …

As much as Vahn was enjoying spending time with everyone, as walking around with Illya and Iris turned most situations into a pleasant experience, he still needed to pay attention to his schedule as much as possible. Thus, while waiting for Siegfried to awaken, Vahn went to meet with Da Vinci in their shared workshop so he could tell her …

While making his way back to his own room, intending to use the mirror within to return to Illya’s side, Vahn also took the opportunity to talk to Sis about what she should show Siegfried and Da Vinci. Though she usually had more than enough wherewithal to make such decisions on her own, Vahn felt like he should clarify it …

After ascending the long staircase connecting to his room, Vahn carried Siegfried inside while looking over at Illya. She had sat up when the mechanism triggered, eyeing Siegfried and Da Vinci with a questioning look in her eyes. Vahn returned a somewhat awkward smile as he explained, “This unconscious man is Siegfried, the Dragon Knight, while that woman who looks …

After returning to his senses, Vahn grabbed Da Vinci’s wrists before gently pulling her hands away from his face as he said, “I must admit…I wasn’t expecting the ‘Mona Lisa’ to appear before me. Did you create this body to house your soul…?” Since creating Artificial Humans had been a practice for well over a thousand years, Vahn wasn’t surprised …

Finding himself in the bluish-black space once again, Vahn wasn’t at all surprised to find that Akasha was already waiting for him. Before she could ‘take’ a sample from him, Vahn held out his hand to produce a small, crystal clear ball of liquid that had a subtle silver hue to it. Without needing to ask what he was doing, …

After giving Kenshin a kiss atop her forehead, Vahn stroking his fingers through her fringe bangs as he said, “Take care of your ‘Big Sis’ for me, okay…?” Though she was exhausted herself, Kenshin gave a small nod in affirmation as she continued to cradle the unconscious Nobunaga in her arms. She had taken in so much mana at this …

As Vahn tightly embraced her body, Kenshin didn’t really understand what she was feeling right now but, following his words, she allowed herself to cry in his arms. Feelings she hadn’t experienced for more than forty years were washing over her like a turbulent tide and, without someone to keep her ground, Kenshin felt like she might be carried away …

Though she did not understand what Vahn was trying to do, the one thing Kenshin knew for sure was that it was surprisingly comfortable. She had expected the intimacy between men and women to be more ‘fluttery’ and ‘startling’ as, from the few female vassals she was close to, they had often told her how pleasant and exciting the event …