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Subaru:  But it also felt like something was tremendously wrong about it in a way that he couldn’t quite place. Either way, though—
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Liliana:  “Nay! Please entrust this task to me! I shall surely follow through. Have no fear. I shall do nothing but sing. Nothing but…sing. Just singing…right? There’s nothing else, right? Right? Right, Lady Priscilla? !”
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Priscilla:  “Where’d that concern come from all of a sudden…? Anyway, for now I suppose we can leave the Archbishop of Wrath to Priscilla and Liliana? And we’ve got Reinhard’s seal of approval that she should be able to counter Wrath’s Authority.”
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Subaru:  “I guess I can accept that. Everyone else okay with it?” Ignoring Liliana, whose face was blinking back and forth between stop and go, Subaru checked around the table, with Anastasia responding for the group. There was still some reservation on everyone else’s face, but they all seemed ready to accept it on a theoretical level.
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Priscilla:  “How absurd. I’m the one whose life is being staked on this diva’s voice. Do you really believe I would risk my fate on something I did not trust completely? Her singing is worthy of that much.”
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Subaru:  When she put it that way, Subaru really didn’t have anything else he could say. It was true, after all. Priscilla was the one who had seen the potential in Liliana, and she was the one who would be fighting Sirius while entrusting her fate to that potential. There was no mistaking that she was heroic in her own right and excelled in ingenuity and prudence despite how she spoke and behaved. “Still, though, I want to do whatever I can to reduce the risks…”
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Priscilla:  “Why? It would never happen, even hypothetically, but were I to die it would only benefit your master. Her greatest obstacle would disappear without any effort on her part. Shouldn’t you welcome that?”
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Subaru:  “Don’t you dare assume that.” Subaru immediately shot down Priscilla’s intimation with a cold look. Trying to win by increasing the odds of another candidate’s dying in order to boost Emilia’s chances would be the lowest of the low. He didn’t want anyone to die. And he would certainly not welcome that result if it truly did come to pass. "You got what you wanted, right, Princess? Let’s just let it be now… Princess?”
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Priscilla:  “…It’s nothing, I was just caught unawares by a thought I had not considered.”
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Al:  “What, are you sulking? How cute for such a hulking man.” “…It’s not that at all.” Looking away, Al propped his head up on his arm as if it was no concern of his.
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Priscilla:  Priscilla harrumphed and leaned back in her seat, done speaking. Finally the discussion could move on to the next topic. “After several twists and turns…as for the other groupings…I have a suggestion.