Time stops for no one.
The once strong man who was able to run wantonly in the capital of Pulgasari was no more than a husk of who he used to be. Barely alive or capable of even speech, he stayed there like a corpse in front of Sheva.
"He used to cry so much in the morning?" A voice came from her back, startling her. "You are awake?" She said, looking at Crow.
Who in turn said. "You don't have to be so guarded, it doesn't seem that my Boss holds any interest in either of us…. More appropriate to say, he wishes to keep us both away from the mess." Crow said, looking at the little girl not too far from her. "He even faked the destruction of your old orphanage as an excuse to lure you out… away from them."
"? You… what do you mean faked its destruction."
"I mean, he faked it to lure you out from that Knight's Grasp. Because even a fool can see he still loves you."
