"Father, why have you stopped talking?" Gladys blinked her eyes, looking at her suddenly silent father, then meticulously reflected on whether there was something inappropriate in what she had just said, but she found no issues.
"Are you thinking about matters related to my brother?" Gladys asked again.
"Ah!" Muria came to his senses and casually responded with a sound, but to be completely honest, that was of course not possible. How could he be such an irresponsible father? That image absolutely could not exist in his daughter's impression of him,
"Yes, I am thinking about your brother's affairs."
"Is brother... maybe..." Gladys hesitated, stopping mid-sentence, then starting again, noticing that something seemed a little bit off.
"He is fine, he is currently experiencing the power that belongs to him. He might face some tribulations, but once he gets through them, he will be stronger than before."
