Miss Hilveld subtly hinted that in Eteliria, close companions would share with each other what they are capable of, but not why they are capable of it.
Everyone has their own secrets, and that is the bottom line.
Miss Gita realized she might have crossed a line and blushed embarrassingly. It wasn't intentional. Yet, as she watched the noble young lady standing up for Fang Hong, a hint of defiance crept into her heart. Biting her lip, she asked, "But how does Miss Hilveld know about these things?"
Miss Hilveld's eyes sparkled, and a faint blush tinted her cheeks as she offered a slight smile. "You'll understand when you grow up, Miss Gita."
Miss Gita's eyes widened in surprise as she looked at her and then at Fang Hong.
Fang Hong, too, was staring dumbfounded at the noble young lady—wait, what did that mean? What had just happened?
"See, I knew there was something off about this woman," Luo Yu murmured suspiciously, frowning as he spoke softly to Tianlan.
