"Tsk."
The haughty half-elf lifted her head in indifference, ignoring Maxim's silent threat. In the shadowy veil spun by her psychic spells, she quickly moved under the sunlight, flying away in the direction of the Blood Eagle Corridor.
Meanwhile, inside a room within the ruins, Milian had prepared a report summarizing the various information from the survivor camp, ready to report her recent work progress to Murphy.
However, before she could start, Murphy raised his hand to interrupt her, and brought up another issue.
"Milian, I made a promise to you before the battle in Smuggler's Forest. You are free, I said, and once we survive the danger, I would grant your wish to leave Transylvania immediately and reward you with a fortune that will make you carefree for the rest of your life."
The vampire sat by the luxurious original wooden table found by the player in the ruin, grinning at the redhead girl sitting opposite.
Milian was stunned for a moment.
Indeed, that had happened.
