When she came to her senses, the Saintess was standing in some unknown place.
Her hands were still trembling uncontrollably. Things like a brilliant mind and cool-headed situational judgment held no meaning whatsoever.
The man she loved might die.
The moment that fact filled her mind, the Saintess was already out of her right mind. Because of that, she didn’t even have the leeway to pry into the detailed circumstances.
Why they had to travel in secret without anyone knowing.
She hadn’t heard the reason why they couldn’t ask for help from the Holy Nation, or at the very least, the cause for not calling the companions remaining at the Academy. It was because every time she raised a question about this, Yuren’s reaction was unusual.
He lowered his voice as much as possible and said.
“Noona, it’s urgent. For now, you have to trust me and follow along.”
The man’s expression as he said that was hardened more rigidly than ever before. As if, if the hidden underside of this secretive inside story were revealed, Ian would die right away.
If it had been anyone else, she would have scoffed and told them not to…