"It really is pouring, isn't it?"
Ever since leaving the Opitale Epiclese, the rain had not let up for a single moment. Could it be that Neuvillette was feeling so lonely all by himself outside that he had grown depressed?
Well, that wasn't entirely out of the question. He was probably just sitting around letting his imagination run wild, dredging up too many unhappy memories. Normally, he would never have the spare time to dwell on such things.
Chapter 188