He held a book in his mouth and placed it on the ground, sighing as he opened it to read. Before he had read a few lines, he suddenly thought of something, turned back to look at Gabriel floating in mid-air behind him. Seeing her pitiable state, tormented by the loss of her child, he still spoke up,
"Thank you just now, Holy Descendant... Hey, I didn't expect you to help me despite being so upset, thank you."
The Gabriel in the sky looked at him while holding the crystal in her arms, observing him quietly. Just when Emhardt thought she was going to say something, Gabriel suddenly turned her head away,
"Don't be afraid... baby... we won't look at ugly things… don't be afraid..."
"Your mother!!"
Completely broken, Emhardt was hurt a second time, so angry that he leapt up, yelling.
He couldn't stay here for another second. He thought Fisher must be just like him now, surely worried about him too, he had to hang in there!
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...
"Does this look good?"
