"Well, I guess it's time to go."



　We came to the hut used by the Geeks once again, although it was very last minute rather than just to kill time with Lt. Cheb.



　In addition to checking on the magic doll, I also tried to predict the behavior patterns of Lord Callum and the Geeks.

　At this time of night, there was no way that there would be anyone over there.



"But ......"



　I read the princess's letter again.



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　I thought you finally responded, but your reply was really curt.

　Something a little more would have been nice.

　But I got the message.



　So, is this really the time for this?

　I don't know, but I hear you're in some kind of war.

　I'm sure Lilit will have no problem with that. ......

　Be careful.



　Okay, I'll cut to the chase.

　We got a reply and we know that Lyto is alive.

　My butler's leave is over.

　I'm sorry.

　I told you to come back as soon as possible.

　But it's too late now.



Let me tell you something, Lyto.

　Whatever happens, don't come back.

　That's an order.

　Okay?



　This is my last letter.

　I hope you will listen to me again, at least for the last time.



　A very different last letter.

　When I was with the princess, I could not even think of not doing what she said.

　I am confident that I have answered every request in a satisfactory manner.



　Since I left the Princess, I have been ignoring her letters.

　For the first time, I have disobeyed her orders of my own will.

　And now, I have refused to obey even her last order.



"I'm sorry, Princess. I seem to be a selfish butler after all."



　Disobeying the last letter, the last order, I activate the ancient magical tool for transfer.



　When I think about it, even when I served the princess, I think I did her orders less often than I did hers.

　In the first place, her commands are absurd. That's why I, the butler, had to understand her intentions and fulfill her wishes.

　It was easier to think that this time was the same.

　The last big task.



　Let's go fulfill the princess's true wish.

　I saw the "help" hidden on the back of the letter.

　It was not a code, but a distress signal that I could sense only because she was the princess and because I read it.