"This city built of rock and steel is like the endless screams emerging from nature's womb. Once upon a time, I never felt a moment of peace here—until now." The wood elf lady wore a standard, hospitable smile, though her eyes faintly betrayed her anticipation of the gold soon to come.
Her acting was exquisite, yet whether it was due to Ethemon's overactive imagination, he always felt that behind that smile lurked an undisguised mockery.
"Stela, I see an endless and profound sorrow within your eyes. Yet, shining through it is also the light of faith, as dazzling as the sun. It seems you have fallen into love, haven't you?"
Chapter 126