"Miranda, can you hear me?"
Leon waited in silence for Miranda to respond. However, after a few minutes passed with no reply, he felt a pang of astonishment.
"Huh? Why isn't Miranda answering my calls? This isn't like her," Leon mused, frowning slightly.
In the past, Miranda had always answered his calls promptly, so her lack of response now felt unusual and unsettling.
"Is something preventing her from answering my calls?" As this thought crossed his mind, Leon felt a pang of concern.
In recent days, he and Miranda had communicated less frequently, primarily because she had been engrossed in investigating why the Holy Sword of Zenith had failed to respond to his call several days ago.
Although he deeply appreciated Miranda's eagerness to help, he couldn't shake the worry that she might be overexerting herself.
