"Lord, what did you plan to do?" Kyle asked.
Xuemiyya was equally curious about how her husband would handle this matter.
Velin turned back to glance at Krell and said, "Let's pretend we never learned about what happened today. Since Krell wanted to awaken Italia through his own strength, we should respect his choice."
"Yes, Lord."
"I understand, Velin."
The two nodded in response and left the tent.
After a brief pause, Velin quietly apologized to Krell. "I'm sorry, brother."
A few minutes later, Velin rose and left the tent, returning to his own tent to rest.
On the narrow bed, Xuemiyya turned onto her side to look at her husband and could not help asking, "Were you really not planning to do anything?"
Velin pulled the blanket over his head and said softly, "We'll talk after the reorganization. The situation is hard to judge right now. If possible, I'll bring Krell to my side then and give him some appropriate conveniences so he can achieve his goal."
"I thought you really intended to do nothing."
"How could I do nothing? He's one of my few friends," Velin replied. "If I helped him openly, he might not accept it. Even if he did, the two of us would gradually grow distant afterward, until we became strangers."
"I understand the kind of person he is."
"By the way, were you the one controlling Aval in that illusion?" Velin poked his head out from beneath the blanket and looked at Xuemiyya curiously.
"Of course," Xuemiyya nodded. "But Krell nearly noticed something was wrong. No matter how realistic the simulation is, it can't truly match the real person."
"How about giving me an illusion once?"
Seeing the bright look in her husband's eyes, Xuemiyya nodded. She then wove an illusion and pulled both