Chapter 126: 126 CHAPTER 125 "The Basis"

--Please keep his whereabouts and mine a secret. You can make up any reason you like.

Largd-Anne recalled the order given by the saint in her closed eyelids.

The saint who had followed Lugis to Belle Fain even after she had stopped him. In the end, Anne trusted her judgment. She accepted it as a necessary thing for the saint. After all, no matter how hard she tried, she was still a follower of Mattia, she thought.

Therefore, she intended to obediently keep the words she had received at the time of her departure.

Anne opened her eyes slowly, her eyelids twitching. Her silver eyes and black hair were dancing in her vision.

"Anne. You've served me well in Garouamalia. If I could, I wouldn't be so rude as to threaten you - simply tell me where he's going, that's all.

Bullshit. Anne's mouth twitched as Kalia muttered the words faster than usual.

If she truly believed that, why was she being held against the wall in the hallway? And why does Kalia's silver eyes have the ferocity of a bird of prey?

As if to escape her gaze, I turned my eyes away to find Fialat's bottomless black eyes waiting for me. As for Anne, Fialat is much more terrifying than Kalia. Kalia is still a visible threat. It's scary to have a sword wielded, but I understand the worst of it.

But Fialaat is not. He lets the emotions inside him fill his eyes. You don't know what the worst thing that could happen to you would be.

No, of course, there is no doubt that if both of them are left alone, they will cause terrible consequences.

To put it simply, Anne was in a tight spot. She was in a tight spot because she was defending her masters, the saints Mattia and Lugis.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand. It is possible that the two of them will come back easily if you can buy enough time. Rather, Anne can only cling to that little hope.

But the words were too fragile a thread to mend things.

"Well, then, Saint, where is Mattia? I need to see her right now.

Fialaert's eyes narrowed and she spoke flatly.

In Anne's mind, she could see a thin thread being cut. This is no good. At least Fialaat, and possibly Kalia, are beginning to understand most of what's going on. I'm here to confirm that.

But the fact is that Anne doesn't know exactly where Lugis is either. She only believes it because Mattia told her that he is in Belle Fain. In fact, she might just be dozing off somewhere. But then again, Anne understood that it would be unreasonable to say that she hadn't come home for two nights.

Ann's resentment towards Lugis is growing.

Originally, it may be necessary to learn it from the saint Mattia, but Anne, who has faith in Mattia, can't do that. But for now, I couldn't do it unless I found a place to vent the emotions in my heart.

Why does Lugis always act selfishly, blaming others for her own misdeeds?

It is said that when one is in love with someone, one's body is torn in two. One part remains with you, but the other is offered to the one you love. Lugis must have taken the halves of both Kalia and Fialaat. Then, at least, he has a duty to hold the reins. Of course, there is the option of cutting off the neck of her infatuation, the option of accepting it all.

But it is out of the question to take half of a person's body from them and then let go of the reins. A love affair does not always bother you. It always causes a great deal of damage to the people around them.

Even the love of an ordinary person can be extremely annoying, but Kalia, Fialaat, and Lugis are undeniably heroic and outstanding. The thought of the effect their love affair would have on her was unspeakable.

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I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but I think it's a good idea.

I'm sorry.

I'm not sure if you've heard of it or not.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I see, I have a rough idea from what you just said.

No doubt, Anne was trying to protect Mattia.

Even Fialaat, whose knowledge of political affairs was still limited, could understand. It's not the time to neglect the internal affairs of Garou Amalia and go on an inspection tour of the village. Even Garou Amalia, the main base of the heraldry cult, is not yet in a serious state of readiness.

There is still a lot to be done in terms of the chain of command, organizational structure, and arrangements with merchants. In the midst of all this, there was no need for Mattia, who was in charge of all political affairs, to move himself. She could just use Ann or her subordinates. Mattia is a calculating woman. I'm sure she's not a person who doesn't have a brain in that area. She's definitely not going to inspect the villages. Anne is lying.

Then why does she need to protect the Lord by telling lies? Because she thinks she'll get in trouble if she tells. Oh, I see. The saint Mattia is with Lugis. Fyarad understood that Anne's dismay was due to that.

Of course, there were several possible locations for the two of them to be at. But considering the nature of Lugis, there was only one.

Fialaert's slender fingers, from his pinky to his thumb, were filled with power and streaks of magical power could be seen running through them.

Is it still not enough for you?

In the battle of the walled city of Garou Amalia, I returned the favor I received. I owe you for saving me. For showing me the ideal. And for taking my hand in return.

In the Hanging Gardens of Ghazalia, I thought I had done well. I lived up to his expectations, I showed off my power, I proved I was as good as the geniuses around me.

So I had high hopes. I was hoping that by now, he'd take my hand and say.

--I want you to follow me. I want to be able to count on you from the bottom of my heart.

My teeth are clenching like they're about to crack. My heart starts to ache as if it's been pierced with needles.

Lugis, I'm sure he doesn't care about me. I gave up everything I had to run to him, to make him my stronghold.

That's frustrating, sad, and a shame.

I have Lugis as my stronghold. So I want him to have me as his stronghold. I know it's too much to ask. And yet, oh, will the gods blame me for still wishing? Will he mock me for having selfish expectations, knowing that they will be betrayed, as meaningless?

I know that the world is not interested in me. I don't care about that anymore. Even if the world doesn't look back at me, I want Lugis to look back at me.

He didn't take my hand this time either. In fact, she didn't even speak to Kalia. She's on her way with the saint Mattia.

No! I don't want to be chosen anymore. I don't want to be abandoned and looked down upon with disappointment. It's too much for Fialaert, born and raised in the prestigious Volgograd family, and once abandoned, to bear.

Fialaert's black eyes grew darker and darker. A chilling coldness in his head told him where Lugis was.

There was no point in hesitating any longer.

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