“Lies!” Minerva screamed, shaking her head. She felt terrified of the thought that she might have to trust someone again. She trembled intensely and said, “I can’t trust you. Anyone can say the things you said just now. I’m certain that you’re lying.”

“I don’t lie,” Kang Yoon-Soo said with a straight face.

Shaneth’s eyes opened wide, Henrick looked flabbergasted, and Iris tilted her head in confusion.

Minerva squinted and raised a brow, saying, “I can tell from the faces your friends are making. Don’t try to pull some stunt with me. I hate liars and traitors!”

“Let me rephrase it. I don’t lie to people who can benefit me,” Kang Yoon-Soo said.

“Benefit you?” Minerva asked, glaring in response to Kang Yoon-Soo’s brazen words.

It was then that Kang Yoon-Soo extended his hand and muttered, “Mass Raise Dead.”

The two torn-apart homunculi slowly stood up as undead.

Minerva’s eyes shot wide open as she muttered in disbelief, “That magic is…?”

“It’s the power I inherited from the Ultimate Necromancer, Nakron, who was another one of the Ancient Heroes,” Kang Yoon-Soo said.

“What are you trying to say?” Minerva asked.

“Nakron longed for you even after becoming a spirit. Additionally, he loved you until the end. Minerva, you might have been betrayed, but there is one man who loved you and believed in you until the end,” Kang Yoon-Soo replied. He then added one final sentence. “Trust me. I will repay your trust.”

Minerva stared at Kang Yoon-Soo, and Kang Yoon-Soo stared right back without avoiding her...