"Thanks to Yila, I finally had a good night's sleep. Today, I noticed that there's not much magic paper left. Let's end our conversation here. Can Lord Yila truly see me and the Empire as enemies?"
Yila looked at Satan Ye, who was training, and then at Hilena, who was observing Satan Ye's training. He picked up a pen and responded on the magic paper: "Maybe."
Putting all her rationale into the Empire and hiding the girl's willfulness, there was only rarely such an opportunity to express herself… It was probably really exhausting.
"..."
*For some reason, while training the Demon King and casually conversing with the Empress of what should be a hostile nation, Yila felt a sense of guilt.*
"I've been having trouble sleeping recently, perhaps because your departure was too sudden. Now, just a bit of communication with you and I feel much relieved. My sleep might improve, and I look forward to our confrontation. Maybe then you will acknowledge me."
