"W-what?"
Evelyn's whimpers came to a stop as she stared at the pair of hazel eyes.
"What did you just say...?"
Her eyes flashed with coldness for a brief moment, but the gaze had no effect on the pair of hazel eyes calmly staring back at her.
"That cleric who ended up helping you... You killed him in the end, didn't you?"
"What are you talking about?"
The trembling had long left Evelyn's voice, replaced by a certain chill that matched the surroundings. Staring at her, the pair of hazel eyes moved back a little, revealing a thin smile.
"...It looks like you're still not fully free."
"What are you talking about?"
"I just want to ask you something. If you're the one who didn't kill the Cleric, then who did it?"
"I don't know, but it's not me. Everyone said that it was an accident. I don't quite know. But it wasn't me."
Pausing, she added.
"I'm telling you that it isn't me."
"...And how are you so sure of that?"
"What?"
