I wanted her to sleep in a proper bed, but Yeon-Hee hated crowded areas as people often recognized her. I let her use my arm instead of rotten wood as a pillow, and she fell into a deep sleep immediately. She breathed lightly, and the Kciphos dug into her arm.

Although I had been waiting for this day, I didn’t feel good when I saw her again. I felt so much compassion for her. She had tried to hide it with a calm expression, but she had clearly already been hurt a lot. The blood stains on her face could be erased with water, but nothing could heal the scars that had been left on her mind. She must have gone through many physically and mentally difficult times. I gazed at her and silently promised that I would protect her from now on.

On the next day at noon, we opened our eyes at the same time.

“You stay here,” I said after carefully pulling out my arm. Fortunately, she understood what I meant. She was hugging me, but she soon turned toward the Kciphos.

I sensed the Awakened far from the tent. Many guys were wandering around, looking for us. I followed the guild leader’s footsteps among them.

He asked as soon as he saw me, “What happened to the necromancers? Did you finish them?”

I retorted grumpily, “Are you my...