"..."
Dehian asked but Teren didn't answer.
"You can't tell me?"
"I'm going to be selfish, I won't tell the reason."
He said with guilty eyes. Hearing this, Dehian didn't pursue it, she didn't want to hear it in the first place.
"Fine, then, do what you want. But know this..."
Dehian stared in front of her, not meeting Teren's eyes.
"Even after the Professor's death, I would still not be able to move on. My hatred just increases. Therefore, if you die, you would know what would happen to me."
There was a variety of emotions swirling within Teren at that moment. What stands out among the emotions was bittersweet.
"I told you, you just made things complicated. We could've been in a mortal battle right now if not for what you did. Furthermore, what did you see in Iesa, anyway? That girl is cold and sad, there's nothing likable about her."
Teren lowered his head for a moment before glancing at Dehian.
