The courtyard was brimming with Life Force, completely devoid of any hint of winter, with butterflies flitting among the flowers.
But Medanzo had no interest in admiring the beautiful scenery.
Nan Xiaonan was still pretending to be dead at its feet. She really looked as though she had fallen from the sky and passed out on impact, as if she could sleep for all eternity. She had even stuck her buttocks up in the air, her face planted on the ground.
There was really no one else who could pretend to be dead so shamelessly.
Heh.
It was only Joan. What was there to fear? I'm not afraid at all!
I'm really not afraid—aaaaah!!
"Metatron?"
"I'm here!!"
Inside the pavilion, Maid Miss slowly set down her teacup and suddenly smiled. "My apologies. It's been so long since we last met, yet I invited you here in such a way."
"Don't worry about it!" Medanzo forced out a foolish-sounding laugh, but its feet did not move an inch... Mainly because its legs had gone weak and it could not walk.
Maid Miss's beautiful eyes moved back and forth between Nan Xiaonan and it. After some thought, she said, "It seems you and Miss Nan had quite an enjoyable journey together... Miss Nan, would you like me to treat your injuries?"
"I'm fine!"
Medanzo could not help but jump. At some point, Nan Xiaonan had crawled... no, stood up. She even had her hands clasped behind her back, her legs slightly spread, her head held high, and her chest thrust out. Her voice was full of vigor.
"Don't just stand there." Maid Miss chuckled softly. "I made some afternoon tea and snacks. Come have some."
"...All right?"
Medanzo nodded instinctively, then glanced at Nan Xiaonan, who was standing ramrod straight. The