"How much time?" I asked again; I must have asked this question more than ten times in the past hour. Though I know the answer to my question, I couldn't help but as it repeatedly.
I am a very calm person; I did not get such tense easily, but today, I had been tensest in a long time.
It had been nearly half a year since my precious student had got stuck in that Ruin, and I don't know whether he is alive or not.
His mother has never doubted her son being alive, and I very much want to believe it with the same confidence, but my rationality is not letting me do that.
In three thousand years since the Ruin had been our hand, only two people have survived this Ruin ever, and those two people are a legend in the whole world; there had never been anyone who had created legends such as them.
