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Izabella:  “Even after being recognized as a saint, La Christoph persisted in his deep love for the people. I strongly doubt he knows anything about the plan to reconstruct the world. I’ll need someone to block two or three of his attacks for me, but if I call out to him, I believe there’s a good chance he’ll stop.” Izabella was totally serious.
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Elisabeth:  Elisabeth crossed her arms and shook her head. “You expect a saint to see sense while firing off a bombardment? The odds are lower than low.”
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Izabella:  “If I die, then all it will mean is that my work up until now was unworthy of being remembered. In that event, I will accept my fate. And I apologize, but you’ll need to come up with a new plan.” Izabella’s voice was calm, and the evenness of her tone served to illustrate just how composed she was.
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Kaito:  Kaito reflexively shuddered. The degree of certainty in her voice was alarming. “Izabella, no!”
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Kaito:  “Oh, Master Kaito—” Kaito hurriedly stood up, wrenching himself free from Hina’s arms. Then he turned to face Izabella. He stared straight into her mismatched, gemstone-like eyes. “Izabella, you can’t! Whether or not that saint guy will remember you isn’t the problem! It’s what’ll happen to you afterward. If your plan works, you won’t be able to go back to the Church. Hell, even trying to will be off the table. I’m not gonna let you go through with some plan that’ll get you killed, whether it works or not!” Kaito’s voice rose to a shout. When Izabella replied with silence, Kaito clenched his fists.
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Kaito:  “Even if it was just because Jeanne kidnapped you, you still ended up going into the underground tomb. You can pretend not to have seen anything, but there’s no way they’ll believe you. And I bet the Grave Keeper will be especially pissed.” Kaito’s thoughts turned to the perverse nursery down in the depths of the tomb. There had been a monster with a snowy owl’s head and a huge mass of tentacles stationed in front of it as a guard.