Yet, at the core of it all, Ansel was the calmest among them.
So calm, it seemed he had already foreseen everything.
"Do not worry, Helen, Marlina."
The young Hydral said with a gentle smile, "This matter will be resolved properly."
Upon hearing these words, Helen, for some reason, stared intently at Ansel without saying anything, while Marlina still wore a look of deep concern.
Neither of them knew whether Ansel truly had full confidence or if he was simply trying not to worry them, because this young man they followed seemed to… have never shown a hint of weakness in front of anyone.
"Father." Helen still holding Ansel's hand, "When will Mr. Flamelle's creation be completed? I wish to obtain Ravenna's soul as soon as possible. The knowledge she has accumulated over the past three years will definitely help me assist you better."
Before Ansel could reply, the door to the room... was suddenly knocked on again.
