In the middle of a battlefield where thick smoke and the smell of iron vibrate. Lloyd Leapor breathes heavily, fluttering his black cloak. Blood droplets fall from the tip of his blood-stained sword, plop, onto the floor.

You! Are you listening? So the period of our contract marriage is 2 years. After that, we divorce cleanly. And the reason for divorce lies with me. Also, let us keep the promises we made to each other, and lastly, we do not harbor feelings for each other. Is this correct? Tell me if there is anything to correct.