Glancing at Eleanor and seeing her aura grow stronger as time passed, she couldn't help but sigh.
Moreover, when she caught a glimpse of the sword hanging at her waist—the one that the woman had presented to her not long ago—she felt that the world often worked in mysterious ways.
She could see that this weapon was not an ordinary item, but a weapon that had been blessed by the Holy Church.
With it and her own strength, Eleanor's safety was guaranteed while at the border.
Even if she were to meet a Great Knight beast, she might be able to escape.
"Reality is often stranger than fiction. Stories have to at least follow some logic. Reality doesn't. Inexplicable things happen all the time..."
Seeing Liora's silence and lack of response, Eleanor didn't complain.
Instead, she continued telling her grievances as if she wanted to let out everything before it was too late.
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