The old woman seemed to have the gift of foresight as she interrupted Gerard's words.
She turned her head to look at her son.
Gerard, who had just annihilated the Revival Society, Bizarre, and the onlookers lurking in the dark with a single strike, faced his mother's gaze, and instinctively wanted to dodge as if he'd vanished.
But the carriage was only so big.
Where could he hide?
Behind Jason?
Please, he wasn't the petite Dennise.
However, that didn't prevent him from seeking Jason's assistance.
He nudged Jason with his elbow.
Gerard signaled for Jason's help.
They had agreed on this beforehand, so of course, Jason wouldn't go back on his word at the last minute.
Although his aunt appeared rather stern, she should still be someone he could reason with.
Right then, Jason was about to speak.
But before he could say anything, the old woman looked at him with a smile.
