Chapter 60

In the tranquil night, the faint, lingering cries of birds echoed slowly through the mountain ravines, refusing to fade. "Ah—I'm still worried! My man has fallen right into the hands of that monster! How can you still be so calm, hey? Are you even trying to come up with a real plan, Hera? And you—weren't you supposed to keep him safe? Now you come back and tell me there's nothing you can do, nothing you can do! Ahhhhh, I'm going out of my mind! Why are the two of you still so relaxed?" Clara's pretty face flushed pink. Her angry expression made her look all the more tender and charming, just like a fully ripened peach. Pacing back and forth within the already cramped cave, she occasionally patted the stone wall where Hera was, and then lightly thumped Sebas's sturdy back with her fist. Realizing that her actions had no effect on anyone, she simply sat down on the ground in a huff, sulking. Yet her naturally gentle facial features meant that even when she frowned as tightly as possible, it only looked somewhat amusing.