Adonis stretched out his hand, and his Divine Sword appeared out of nowhere.
As always, it glowed with indescribable majesty.
"Do you understand, Lucielle? It's you and me."
As Adonis said this, Lucielle felt her heart race. She realized just how dangerous the situation was, and how incredibly inadequate she was.
Yet, once he told her he needed her… she had no choice but to step forward and agree.
"Understood! Do you have a plan?"
A small smile formed on Adonis' face, and he gave her a very proud—almost melancholic look.
It felt different from the kind of gaze a student would give their teacher, or the kind that allies would share with each other.
This felt far more intimate.
"Thank you. And yes, I do have a plan…" Adonis took in a deep breath and heaved out a musty sigh.
