As soon as Serafina finished saying that, the atmosphere around the room changed, and it turned violent. A wild, untamed breeze began to enter inside, gathering into one point around her.
Everyone around the room had their face stiffened by the situation, and some of the adults in the place looked at it amusingly. Some were alerted and ready to unleash their own techniques.
Lars, who received the pressure head-on, tilted his head in wonder at just how the turn started to change so badly. He never intended for any of this to happen; he just wanted to see the admired girl he yearned for all those hardships inside the dungeon.
However, what he received was intolerable, as she had forgotten even his existence. Despite receiving something unjust, Lars prevailed. He gritted his teeth and firmly stood in front of Serafina with open arms, having no intention of harming her.
