"Fisher, what are you talking about?"
Elizabeth, with a beautiful and gentle expression resembling the Mother Goddess's most devout envoy, looked bewilderedly at Fisher in front of her as if she didn't understand anything he was saying. After hesitating for a moment, she gently reached out to touch Fisher's forehead, wanting to see if he had a fever.
But Fisher quickly caught Elizabeth's tender hand. His intuition and all his rationality were being fully utilized at this moment. He rapidly went through everything he had experienced and all the information he had gathered since returning from the South Continent.
The more he recalled, the more terrifying the implications became, and the more convinced he became of his own thoughts.
"...The real person cooperating with Erwin is you, Elizabeth."
Elizabeth looked astonished at the man before her, seemingly clueless about what he was saying.
