Mivich laughed, “Why do you think I'm here?”

“Are you retarded? How the hell should I know?”

Woojin's words must have shocked Mivich, since his eyes were trembling. Afterwards, he let out a huge laugh.

“Ha ha ha. You were always like this. As expected. As expected of the Immortal!”

Mivich's words were filled with sarcasm. 

Woojin frowned, “Does your goal align with the Holy Maiden?”

“Holy Maiden? Melody? Ho-oh. Is she still alive?”

What bullshit was he spouting again? He had thought the Holy Maiden was dead?

Mivich chuckled, “Ha ha. Fate is quite the fickle mistress.”

“Stop talking in circles. Why not just speak plainly?”

Mivich laughed at Woojin's temper, “Ha ha. It seems you aren't immune to change either.”

“I changed?”

“You are impatient now.”

“…….”

Woojin blinked. Him? He had been impatient.

He relaxed, and smirked,  “Well, alright. I acknowledge it. I was impatient.”

“Ho. You acknowledged that? I never expected the Immortal to act this way. The vengeful spirits of Alphen would probably revive just from the shock.”

Woojin shrugged at Mivich's playful words. If he wanted to play, then he'll play.

“The Holy Maiden is helping me.”

“Ho. So she betrayed us?”

“You are the traitor.”

“…that isn't something you can say.”

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