“I have something to ask you, Dylan.”

After the two had sexual intercourse, Dylan listened to questions asked by Alessa. They don't wear a single thread. He covered his body with a white cloth. Including Alessa reclaiming the white cloth to cover her chest and vital organs. Dylan stood up, looking at the woman carefully. There were no signs of rebellion except curiosity haunting him.

"Say."

“Why… Why are you defending Lando until now? Even to the point of serving him all at once? I don't understand why people are willing to follow him.”

Dylan asked the same thing from Alessa's mouth. But no matter what, it cannot be denied...