Davis's heart couldn't help but quiver in heaviness.
However, as he kept imagining, he felt that image disappearing from his memory.
"… Fallen Heaven… remind me again..."
Davis quickly came out of his reverie. Although he appeared collected, his voice was grim.
His eyes gleamed before his expression became blank, wondering what he had been thinking. Instantly, he remembered how he was going to ask Fallen Heaven about the fallacy he had found and couldn't help but ask again.
However, there was no response.
"Come on, Fallen Heaven. Don't make me use my precious chances..."
"Even if you use it, it's wasteful. You'll come to understand eventually."
"And now you're like those old foggies, acting silent and mysterious..."
Davis's lips twitched before he shook his head.
