'Ales...'
Thinking of the former Director of the Secret Investigation Department, Mitra's mind drifted.
"Is there a problem?" Wei'en asked lightly, noticing her expression.
"N-no."
Mitra's eyes refocused. Gazing at the young Wizard before her, she suppressed the flutter in her heart and said, "I presume you've analyzed the events of that night in Caster in detail, so you must already know a few things..."
Wei'en chuckled softly. 'Such deference.' This Favored One of the Desire Sect was even more resigned to her fate than he had imagined.
'All the better.'
"I know a few things. In fact, I'm clear on the general course of events, but there are still some details I don't understand. I hope you can provide the answers."
"I understand. I'll start by telling you what I know..."
Mitra let out a soft sigh. Her gaze drifted from the young Wizard to the wine glass by her hand as she began to recount the past:
