Although I still think even now that the various sizes of breasts have their advantages and disadvantages, seeing the actual things in front of my eyes I can’t stop ending up shifting my way of thinking.
『(Hah, even if you call me a traitor, those are still excellent …)』 (Wendelin)
Since I didn’t understand towards whom I am becoming a traitor, I think pondering about this matter is just stupid.
『That cardinal! Isn’t that a fine granddaughter he got! As expected of the Saint of Hohenheim!』
『Saint of Hohenheim?』 (Wendelin)