Guta Lace looked at Gleipnir with some nervousness.
Although she had initially befriended Kuanda to deliberately oppose Gleipnir, as their relationship deepened, she and Kuanda had truly become close friends.
That was precisely why she was curious whether Kuanda, too, was someone who had returned from the Sacred Corpse Crystal by occupying a young boy's body.
Gleipnir glanced lightly at Guta Lace. "Do you care that much about this question?"
Guta Lace said, "I'm just curious... In my impression, Kuanda also rose to fame at a young age, showing her brilliance when she was fifteen or sixteen. That happens to correspond with the Sacred Corpse Crystal ritual."
Gleipnir rolled her eyes irritably. "You're just forcing your own situation onto hers. Think about it—what kind of people can reach the pinnacle of their race? Either peerless geniuses who become famous young, hardworking talents who keep cultivating themselves, or late bloomers of great virtue."
"Those who meet at the summit are probably no more than those three kinds of people. It's perfectly normal for Kuanda to have risen to fame young if she became an elder of the Crystal-Eyed Race. Stop always looking at things from the worst angle."
"Besides, even if Kuanda truly returned from death, would that make your friendship with her false?"
Guta Lace shook her head. "Not really..."
Gleipnir said, "Then why care about such things? In the broader environment of the Crystal-Eyed Race, there's no need for you to demand that your friend stand on the side of absolute justice. As long as you know she is your friend and sincerely wishes you well, that is enough."
After giving Guta Lace a thorough talking-to, Gleipnir circled back and answered the question Guta Lace had asked at the beginning.
"If you insist on knowing whether Kuanda is one