“A little unfortunate.”


  Although he said it was 'a little,' there were a lot of emotions in the eyes of the priest.

  He had been in contact with her for the past 10 months, but it had been several years since the girl was indirectly affected by it.

  The time had come for such a long and painstaking harvest to bear fruits, but it failed completely.

  ‘It has become so clear that it doesn’t exist within her.’


  It was strange.

  The priest turned his head from Ilya Lindsay.

  A young man with amazing skills, but he stood clumsily with a mischievous smile.

  Seeing that existence that had been the talk of Eisenmarkt for the past few months, he mumbled.

  “This won’t do.”


  Emma frowned again. She wanted to tell Irene to not play around.

  However, Irene smiled and said,

  “If she is curious about the gift. Ask her to come to John Drew’s mansion.”


  “…”


  “I will give it to her in person. Please tell her that I want to talk to her face to face.”