"Shall we enter?" Ansel tilted his head slightly, his tone laced with playful mockery, "Step foot into this place you've opened up your detestation for countless times three years ago?"
"Firstly, replace 'opened up' with 'complained'," Ravenna responded, her face devoid of emotion.
"Secondly, I've complained to you about this no more than ten times."
With that, she shifted her gaze from the opulent architecture within the estate to the guard who was ostensibly on duty but had completely missed their presence.
"As for the answer..."
The scholar in pursuit of truth, her voice slow yet resolute, uttered words of disdain, "I have no reason to halt here."
Her response was as Ansel had anticipated. The young Hydral stared into the estate, already aware of the trajectory fate had set for Ravenna.
