Eugene’s vision was pitch black, but he could still tell that Noir Giabella was different from how she usually was.0

He didn’t want to even think about the fact that he knew her well enough to say how she usually was, but it was so blatantly obvious that there was something different about the current Noir that Eugene couldn’t help but have such a feeling.0

But he couldn’t see her expression clearly.0

It wasn’t like their surroundings were particularly dark. Even if they were in pitch darkness without even a single source of light, Eugene’s eyes would have still been able to clearly see the other person. But even so, for some reason, he couldn’t get a clear look at Noir’s face.0

He couldn’t see her expression or what kind of emotions might be prompting such an expression.0

However, what Eugene could clearly see were her eyes.0

It felt like her eyes had been drained of color. Those purple eyes, which used to shine so brightly, now felt hollow and dark, as if he was looking into the depths of an abyss. They were so empty that Eugene was left guessing what might exist at the very bottom of those depths.0

‘What is it?’ Eugene frowned.0

He couldn’t immediately comprehend just what he was feeling from her. Was it because he didn’t have the spare mental capacity for it? It was true that Eugene wasn’t in a great condition at the moment.0

His battle against the specter had only just ended. The recoil from Ignition was making his whole body ache, and even his head was a bit dizzy.0

Then, before he could even get a few moments to recover, he had been attacked. This whole situation was difficult to process.0

A scream suddenly tore through the air, “Heeeeeyyyyyy!”0

There were far too many things going on in one place. To start off, Eugene had just wanted to make a public statement, but even that hadn’t been so easy to manage.0

Before he could even celebrate his victory and bask in the afterglow, Eugene had been attacked. Moreover, that...0