A few minutes before the Han River lockdown.
“So, here’s the thing—I need to check something. First off, your ability. Why can’t you use it in front of people?”
Squeak, squeak.
The duck boat pedals turn again. Jio watched Twilight closely.
Unlike other guilds, Dawn’s structure is unusual.
It’s set up so Twilight alone carries most of the guild’s combat power.
Maybe because he’s a contract sorcerer who commands countless Agwi and Sura, you could basically call him a one-man army.
In other words, how Dawn fights depends entirely on how Twilight comes out.
“……What are you saying? That’s a misunderstanding. I’ve never done that.”
“Do you switch to Seoul dialect when you’re talking crap? You can’t use your power when there’re a lot of people around. That’s why you hardly ever do gate subjugations, too.”
This job was a war with massive numbers of people coming and going. Twilight’s weakness was fatal.
‘Some kind of trauma?’
Come to think of it, he did say he had a pretty rough childhood.
Suddenly remembering that night in Morocco, Jio rubbed the bridge of his nose.
“Sigh. What am I, his babysitter…”
Same with Choi Dawit. Honestly, I want to tell him to go see Dr.…