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Gretta raised her head, she looked intently at Leon. Her chest felt tight as she recalled the name of the kingdom, the kingdom that was written clearly in the Orlin Kingdom's history book as the first enemy. 

"Y-you're from the Zephyran Kingdom?" asked Gretta frowning. She moved closer to Leon as she could not get an answer to her question. "Answer me, Leon! Are you from the Zephyran Kingdom?" 

Leon nodded vaguely, "Yes, I'm from Zephyran. An original descendant of Zephyran, even a direct descendant of the last king of Zephyran before the kingdom was lost to the werewolf world." Leon gave a loud answer to Gretta's question. 

Gretta couldn't say anything else, she froze with an uncertain gaze at Leon. Deep in her heart was a sense of disappointment and anger, but also not entirely angry because of what she had gotten and felt until now. Perhaps rather than that, what Gretta felt was more like annoyance at herself for not knowing that beforehand.