The nights at the Academy were long before the rainy season.
When I left my quarters, clouds concealed the light and darkened the path. Not that my vision would have suffered any difficulty even on a street without a single point of light.
Even so, perhaps the damp humidity naturally made my heart feel heavy.
No. In truth, I knew. More than the weather or lighting, one sentence was pressing upon my chest.
‘The one the Order is trying to kill…… is not your younger sister. Rather…….’
“My younger sister.”
Unusually, I spoke to myself as I slowly began walking.
I had long since driven the intoxication away with Mana. In place of the poison of alcohol, scenes tore through my mind—memories concerning the blood relative with whom I had accumulated so many experiences lately.
‘Greed.’
One of the Seven Deadly Sins, and the younger sister I had lost long ago. I had no intention of becoming an affectionate pair of siblings at this late stage. Yet had I not already witnessed it several times?
Even that thoroughly twisted girl retained a human…