Became a Strategist with a 100 Intelligence and 100% Accuracy

The underground prison of Hisphil Castle.

Anima, who had been imprisoned here not long ago, had refused to eat anything provided by Serpina’s forces, surviving only on the bare minimum amount of water.

"Hey."

"…"

"Hey! Answer me!"

"…"

"…Tch."

The prison guard occasionally tried to speak to her, but Anima remained completely unresponsive.
Since he hadn’t received any special orders, the guard didn’t persist in questioning her further, but—

‘At this rate, she’s going to die.’

Returning a completely untouched meal back to the kitchen wasn’t exactly a pleasant task for him either.
Maybe it was time to ask the higher-ups for new instructions.

Just as he was considering it, the sound of approaching footsteps reached his ears.

Curious, he turned his head—
And there she stood.

A golden-haired sovereign, the absolute pinnacle of authority in his life.
A woman more exalted than any other, more refined than anyone.
If there truly was a Crown of the Absolute on this continent, she was the sole woman deserving of wearing it.@@novelbin@@

"My lord."

Serpina acknowledged the prison guard’s bow with a glance.

"Report the situation."

"As I informed you before, she continues to refuse all meals. She appears to be drinking only enough water to sustain herself."