The Saintess’s blank gaze turned toward Yuren.
Her expression showed she hadn’t even understood what she had heard.
So Yuren had to emphasize his words once more.
“I stabbed him. In the moment when Ian was off guard, from behind… Since it pierced the abdomen, it must have been a fatal wound. Naturally, he had no choice but to lose consciousness.”
“Wh, what…….”
The Saintess’s voice trembled along with her light pink pupils. The shock that spread like ripples was permeating her entire body.
“Don’t worry too much, noona. He probably didn’t die. A high-ranking official was dispatched from the Dark Order side, and that gentleman was so fond of Ian…….”
“Don’t spout nonsense!”
It was a rare intense reaction.
The Saintess uttered coarse language for the first time in a long while and thrashed about on the bed. Each time, the restraints shook with noisy clashing sounds.
The woman cried out as if in a frenzy.
“You, are you crazy?! You stabbed Ian? And to help the Dark Order? D, did you perhaps get controlled……? Then hurry, hurry and release these hands… I’ll check on you!”
“It’s useless.”
It was an overly languid tone.
Yuren’s sigh-mixed assertion showed a clear contrast with the woman’s voice that was heated to the extreme. Countless emotions surged in the Saintess’s eyes as she gritted…