"Keep calm!"
Ursula instantly understood what Landry planned to do.
This guy intended to infiltrate the Bulida Mafia's port on his own.
That massive Mafia territory, even its outskirts, was like a complex labyrinth, completely unsuitable for going in alone.
Ursula knew Landry wasn't weak, he was a full-fledged sixth-order Magic Artisan, and with his wisdom, it was possible to defeat very strong opponents of the same rank, just like he had on the Bulida Train.
But in the home of the Bulida Mafia, he would shatter upon contact, their sheer numbers could defeat him!
"Trust me, I'm not going to my death,"
Lanci said, looking down into Ursula's eyes with deliberate emphasis on every word.
Those deep blue eyes were clear and sincere, especially dazzling under the night sky.
...
Ursula found herself at a loss for words, her lips slowly closing.
She was rarely looked at in such a way.
As if he truly saw her.
Not just trusting her, but also asking her to trust him.
