Ryne didn't try to guess what was going on in the mind of the bastard that just left, nor did he care about the complicated gaze of the little girl that seemed to have a similar motive as him at first.
He was out for a task himself. With his mind occupied by the thoughts of the parchment again, the seemingly grandiose inheritance map was thrown to the back of his mind.
"Hey!"
Just as he was about to move out of sight, Sephalia gave him a shout.
"I-I'm very thankful for your help just now, little brother." She spoke as she bowed.
"I'm merely repaying the favor. Something I should do. Don't worry, he won't trouble you further. Moreover, I'll give you that map later too after my master catches a glance. Now… I should be going." Ryne said his piece and turned around again, leaving a stunned Sephalia behind,
