Dark Magic

"Vivian, what's wrong?"

Seeing Vivian's condition, Alvitte immediately crouched down and reached out to touch Vivian's head.

"Your body is normal. You're not sick."

"But inside you, it seems some kind of skill is continuously consuming..."

Vivian pulled free from Alvitte's hand.

"My father was a Law Knight!"

"..."

Alvitte instantly understood everything.

She sighed inwardly.

As a Righteous Walker of City of Law, Alvitte knew better than anyone the relationship between Law Knights and people of her profession. She also understood what the girl was thinking right now.

Especially in a world like this.

So Alvitte directly pulled Vivian into her arms. Her voice carried a resolve to protect as she gently comforted the child in her embrace:

"I'm sorry. It was the conflicts between incompetent people like us that led to the misfortunes you suffered."

Vivian shook her head in Alvitte's arms.

After her initial impulse passed, she showed her usual maturity:

"I'm not... I know it wasn't you."

"Mr. Linsey told me that Righteous Walkers are only one kind of Awakened, and that you have serious flaws that can't be ignored."

"..."

Alvitte neither answered nor defended herself.

Or rather, everyone who walked the path of a Righteous Walker had their own convictions. Whether those convictions conformed to the moral standards of the current world or not, they followed only the choices in their hearts.

"Come on, hurry north!"

"Lord Linsey gave the order! There's another Blacksmith Shop over there, and we have to finish it quickly if we're to do right by him!"

At that moment, several workers who had been talking jogged past in the distance.

Alvitte and Vivian's attention was drawn to them, so they followed the direction from which the workers had come.

On the eastern side of the Underground City.

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