'That worked...?' even Avion was stunned at his own doing, 'It's easier than I thought... or I just got lucky?'
For a short moment, his face cracked a smirk.
'But either way, it's a success!'
Mettany glanced at Avion and instead of seeing a smug face, in her perspective, she saw a very cool smile from her beloved. She unconsciously felt a little heat but restrained it as soon as she felt it.
Her imagination is a little twisted indeed...
'Thank you, Guild Master! If you didn't force me to train to restrain myself, I would've wasted my husband's effort! Will you rest in peace...' she prayed towards the sky.
The image of the Guild Master was looking at her with dead eyes. Brat, I'm still alive.
'Speaking of Guild Master... I wonder where he is...' Mettany treated the Guild Master, albeit subconsciously, as her father. She was quite aware that her life and freedom from now on are not in her control.
