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No one dared to mention Reinhart’s name around Ellen, not even when discussing the Demon King. It was too painful a subject for her.
But Cristina had just crossed that forbidden line.
“If it had been Reinhart who’d died instead of Ashir, can you honestly say you wouldn’t be trying to bring him back like I am?”
Cristina’s eyes burned with hatred for Ellen, her expression leaving no room for doubt.
Nothing could remain hidden in this raw, unfiltered moment, where malice, anger, and despair took shape.
Malice.
Hatred.
Resentment.
Everything once concealed now lay exposed.
“Why would you say that?” Ellen asked.
Cristina’s lips curled into a knowing smirk.
“You had a special relationship with Reinhart, didn’t you?”
Ellen remained silent, her expression unreadable.
“You still believe that it exists, don’t you?”
Ellen’s eyes widened, and the room seemed to hold its breath.
Everyone in the Royal Class knew that even hearing Reinhart’s name was painful for Ellen. The thought of one day having to face the Demon King was a torment she carried silently.
Few dared to confront Ellen with such words.
Cristina was the first to speak so bluntly about Ellen’s feelings.
The fragile facade of camaraderie they had maintained under the guise of fighting together was shattered in this raw and unsettling moment.
The fragile wall of truths they had chosen to ignore finally shattered.
“Cristina, please, calm down.”
Vertus couldn’t stand by any longer and stepped towards Cristina, who simply shook her head in defiance.
“I found out something recently.”
Cristina’s eyes bore into Ellen, her teeth clenched in anger.
“All of this chaos was caused by just a handful...
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