"What should I do?"
Yulia asked softly and obediently.
Even after hearing that Iver intended to extract the Phantom Demon from her body, she never thought he wanted to kill her—even though, according to current technical knowledge, it was impossible to extract a Phantom Demon while guaranteeing the host's safety.
It was not that Yulia believed Iver truly possessed such a technique.
Rather, Yulia genuinely believed that Iver would never hurt her, no matter what.
They had grown up together. They had depended on each other during their most difficult and lonely moments, and had never left each other's side afterward. Although they were not related by blood, the trust between them surpassed that found in most families.
"Take out that amulet, Yuli."
Iver took the amulet, which still held a trace of warmth, and asked Yulia with a smile, "Aren't you curious about what's inside?"
"I think it might be Flame Essence."
Yulia analyzed it seriously. "Judging from the amulet's thickness, the stability of its temperature, and how much heat it has accumulated, its main material should be Flame Essence infused with Fire Attribute mana.
"It vaguely gives off a spicy sensation. The material used to maintain it might be ginger or cinnabar. But even after accumulating heat, it doesn't feel scalding, so it should contain ruby or amber as a stabilizing material. It might also have sapphire added to produce a calming effect."
The girl's voice was soft and sweet, like something out of a fairy tale, but her words were calm and rational.
"You're a genius, Yuli."
Iver praised her without reservation.
Just by touching it, she had roughly deduced the materials he had used.
Iver was not surprised. He knew that Yulia had always been such a rational and mature girl.
Although she always acted soft