The King of Elden does not die alone!

"I haven't seen a deadborn, at least not yet." Mia confessed to Roger, "But I think this matter is always a little strange."

"During your battle with the Deathborn, were there any Deathborn who would not actively attack you?"

"No," Roger replied, but then he tried to explain: "But that's because we broke into their home. They were just protecting their home."

"You have a point, Roger, but..." Mia paused, looking distressed: "As far as I know, the number of dead births is increasing, right?"

"Ah."

"Then have you ever thought about this? The dead born cannot communicate with you, but will attack anyone they see. If the number of dead born continues to increase, what kind of impact will it have on other normal living beings?"

Roger fell silent.

Mia further questioned, "Is it possible, Roger, that it is because of people like D who control the growth of the Dead Born that you have the illusion that the Dead Born have done nothing?"

Roger was silent.

Mia continued, "Since you are studying the Night of the Black Knife, you should understand that if there hadn't been that conspiracy, the Deadborn would never have been born. Their appearance was fundamentally a mistake."

"But since they appear, there must be a reason for their existence, right?" Roger tried to explain.

"That depends on who you are talking about, Roger. Let me give you an example, locusts." Mia said, "Locusts don't do anything, but in order to survive and reproduce, they will destroy people's crops, right?"

Mia saw Roger rubbing his face anxiously and knew that her advice was not in vain.

Roger wiped his cheeks with his hands, and when he raised his head again, he retorted with a little difficulty.

"You have never seen the Deadborn, you don't understand the reason."

Mia did not wait for a long time to express her rebuttal like Roger did.

She responded as Roger finished his words.

"Indeed, I have never seen a dead born, so I have no answers to the questions I asked. I just want you to answer me based on your own experience."

Roger didn't reply.

He sat on the seat of the carriage, looking out the window gloomily without saying a word.

"Where are we now?" After a moment, he noticed that the carriage was heading towards the higher reaches of the city.

"What I'm looking for should be underground in this city."

"I understand, but we need to go see Greg first. You must know that the dead prince is his father, right?"

Roger turned his face sideways towards Mia, and no one could see his eyes clearly at the moment.

Soon after, the carriage stopped in front of the palace.

"Come on, don't worry, even if you are a fader, you are a fader who has a date with me."

Roger followed Mia. He subconsciously tried to adjust his hat, but found that it had fallen into the prison cell.

When I walked into the courtyard, I happened to see Greylia wiping the tombstone.

"Your Majesty, you are back." The limb-replacement girl bowed and saluted while looking at the seldom-seen Faded Person beside Mia with curiosity.

"Where's Greg?"

"Lord Greg is in his chambers. If you want him, I will go and fetch him."

"I will go with you."