[This chapter is dedicated to Niscka for being the top 3 fan of my book last month of June. Thank you so much for the support!]
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"Stop!"
Aranea caught Miranda's hand by the wrist when she was about to touch Irving. With Miranda wondering why she's stopped, Aranea explained, surprising the Summoner with what she said.
"I'm here for Irving's first level of Metanoia to search for clues. You may say that I came from the future," she started, Miranda, still slightly confused.
"I was watching from afar—there is a man who's targeting Irving. The curse he put on him is a type of curse that would make him go crazy with the painful memories of whatever's inflicted on him. If you touch him, you'd get it, too!"
"So you're saying…" Miranda trailed off, tears pooling in her eyes. "That if this goes on, Irving will die and if I touch him… I'd get it, too?"
