Jean remained in his place while looking at Vincent's back, his lips curved indifferently and an evil smile fluttering in his eyes.
After all these years, Vincent remained unchanged.
Of course, Vincent didn't know what Jean was going to do, he was casually sitting in the laboratory alone.
He was sure that Jean would agree to his request.
Finally, he could bring him back with him and everyone could be reunited again.
Thinking like this, Vincent felt butterflies on his stomach.
He no longer felt like excessively throwing up like before.
...
In the sterile room, Lilia was seen moving around freely. After her eye treatment, she slept soundly for a while and only woke up around four in the afternoon.
She sat up and moved her ankles. Nothing unusual. She looked at the palm of her hand and her vision was clear.
Indeed, Vincent's treatment was very harsh and painful, but the effect was different.
