After listening to Ashe's explanation, Annan revealed a regretful expression. "So, the price of making a wish is the Gospel itself. Destroy the Gospel, and you receive an additional wish as a bonus… Just a little more... What a pity." 

Spreading her hands, she went on, "In the end, I still failed at the very last step. All my plans came to nothing."

Ashe noticed the loneliness hidden beneath her expression and suddenly remembered something. "Annan, you..." 

"It's fine. When you gamble everything on one throw, you must accept the result," Annan smiled and clapped her hands. "Since Dine can maintain her own consciousness, there's no need for us to leave anymore, right? Great! 

"From what I heard, other countries aren't nearly as developed as the Gospel. What if we end up in some primitive forest still living under tribal systems? I can't accept such a huge decline in living standards." 

"Lys," Ashe looked toward Dia, sitting on the throne, and asked seriously. "Do you have a way to remove the Gospel's curse on the Dolan family?" 

Nona immediately reacted. "The Gospel's curse on the Dolan family?" 

Quinna also turned her gaze toward them. "What's going on?" 

Dia looked at Annan, her expression shifting...